The Snake and The Wolf

This is a poem that I wrote for two of my characters in my series. They are technically the villains, but I loved them too much to not share this. Originally, I wrote it for my creative writing class, but it will appear in the third book of my series.

Upon a rocky ocean cliff,

A black wolf was chained

That lifted her large black muzzle

To drink while it rained

On the sandy shores far below

Her anguished cries were heard

By a troubled, dangerous snake

Who her pained cries had stirred

He slithered up that steep, sharp cliff

Till he wished to fall off

But when he made it to the top

He saw the black beast cough

She was sickly and broken down

Her ribs showed through her skin
And scars marred that lovely face

That was now so very thin

She could not fight or run or howl

For those who had chained her

Had left her defenseless

Bound in chains that tore her fur

She was not dangerous to him

And the little snake saw

So he untied the thick, heavy chains
That had rubbed her skin raw

So she picked him up off the ground

Gingerly as she could

The snake eagerly went with her

Into the darkening wood

The pair would stay together

Side by side all the day

The evidence of her torture

All wearing away

She became stronger than ever

With the snake by her side

The deadly snake and the bad wolf

Slowly became known world wide

No one ever knew their true names

No one had ever asked

It was just the Snake and the Wolf

They would never be unmasked

And the wolf stayed with that snake

Till the end of her days

Because he had saved her

In many important ways

~Olivia Ann