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Leader
I stared into the blue eyes,
Expecting a rebel,
A piercing stare sharp as ice,
Only to find the eyes of a leader.
Instinct directed it,
The paws leaving imprints in the fresh snow,
The white fur casting an aura in the darkness.
I trailed behind like a student following its teacher,
Eager to reach my destination.
The path is lit as if a car's headlights are directing through the night.
Only I don't hear an engine,
The traction of wheels against snow,
Or the horn warning against collisions.
I hear light panting,
Soft tapping of paws against the snow,
And howls into the night,
Informing its brothers of its sudden flight.
I was lost,
Stranded,
Alone, in a land alien to me,
Afraid of its dangers and saddened by the thoughts of never returning to my family.
I knew of it,
The blue eyes...
They would peak out from behind the trees,
Taking my breath away,
Leaving me both frightened and stunned by the beauty.
It ran forward,
Passing frozen rivers and hooting owls, hiding amongst the trees.
My eyes sought out the light that lay ahead,
Of civilization.
My blue-eyed leader came to a halt,
Looking back, informing me of reaching my destination.
I knelt down, stroked the white fur and retreated to my home.
I turned around, seeking the eyes of my leader,
The blue eyes of my wolf.
