The Alpha named Adelfa

There there there alpha catches it

She howls her corridinates.

Enlightening the whole pack

Now or already before attack

Precise location through sound has been found

Alpha Leaving them in the hunt to hunt and surround

Attacking from all bounds

It's tuned is over it is now dead

Alpha Howls again moving the pack ahead

Seeing that her pack is full Alpha has deemed necessary to find two.

Deem it enough alpha eats to feed her pups.

Sharing the pack does sharing the pack must choice parts for them all from betas to the maws.

Alpha knows alpha always knows.

Young beta growing starting her own pack will crown herself alpha yet manners she does lack.

Young alpha now is a female betta prime alpha nknow beta is a hater.

It's the way of the Wolfpack

Arrogance in the beta is that of a rat

Alpha knows all that so she just sits back

A whiff in the air attracts a despair young alpha beta in a game of do or Dare got herself stuck with a porcupine stick.

There's a smell of despair coming from beta alpha not coming to adelfa the mother alpha.

This is cost her life no time to get it right should have could have would have trickster kill beta, now trickster beta with Alpha he mate ah.

Story of an Alpha named Adelfa.

In the shadows of the moonlight,

Where the wild spirits roam,

A call from the darkness,

The pack finds its home

There there there the alpha leads the way

Her howl slices through the night’s dark sway

Coordinates sung in a chilling refrain

Guiding the pack through the shadowy plain

Enlightened they move before the strike

Precision of sound in the cold moonlight

Encircling prey with a silent accord

The hunt begins with nature's cruel sword

Alpha calls the rhythm of life and death

A melody born in her every breath

The circle tightens no escape for the weak

The silence shatters in the night’s mystique

It’s the way of the Wolfpack, where strength becomes a song,

To share is to survive, where the brave always belong.

With the heartbeat of the forest, as they dance through the dark,

In the circle of the night, find your spark.

It’s over now the prey lies still

Alpha howls again a forceful will

Her pack moves on as the stars bear witness

Survival carved in the night’s vast thickness

Precision in her movements, she leads the way,

A queen among warriors, no price she won't pay.

With each distant howl, the hunters find their bounds,

A tapestry of power, as the wildness surrounds.

It’s the way of the Wolfpack, where strength becomes a song,

To share is to survive, where the brave always belong.

With the heartbeat of the forest, as they dance through the dark,

In the circle of the night, find your spark.

Story of an Alpha named Adelfa.