Howling at the full moon,
Eating meat, raw and cooked.
I am a lykaios.
The lykaios is in my heart, body, and soul.
I am the lykaios and the lykaios is me.
Chasing things,
Protecting my pack.
I am a lykaios.
The lykaios is in my heart, body, and soul.
I am the lykaios and the lykaios is me.
Whimpering when I'm hurt,
Both pyshically and emotionlly.
I am a lykaios.
The lykaios is in my heart, body, and soul.
I am the lykaios and the lykaios is me.
I love being who I am.
A proud lykaios!
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