The Morrighan

She cannot be contained,
this woman of Strength,
Many men have tried,
all have been slain.

Her beauty is dangerous,
her sly wit unnerving,
They wanted to cage her,
she laughed in their face,
then slit their throat.

There's a full Moon tonight,
Hecate, Kali,
yes she knows them well,
The Warrior in her
thrives on the Thrill
what thrill you ask?
well let me tell you.

The Warrior has a Lover,
and he's not your average man,
at night he shadows her,
her "Wolf" man.
They play a game,
The Warrior and Wolf.
Who can catch who,
and who gets seduced first.

But first he must impress her,
for she's no ordinary One.
so the men who tried to overpower her,
you remember them?
There's one in particular
who got away,
he came back,
his arrogance and pride in tow.

He cornered her,
started to strangle her,
intent on showing her
who was the strongest,
she looked him in the eye
and just grinned,
for she knew
what his destiny was going to be.
He never saw the wolf coming,
nor the fangs and the claws,
but he felt the pain and agony
as the Werewolf slit open his side.
His face in shock...then fear,
as he realized he was no match to
be the partner for Her.
The smell of blood
surrounded her,
a scent she was most familiar with,
the Wind caressed her skin,
and she laughed out loud.
For finally she had met her match:
and he was a Wolf at that!