Loosing the hunting pack of dogs upon the step of mountains
The hunter focused on the scent drawing attention of the pack
No snow for prints upon, but mud let impressions to remain
The beast unleashed was fleeing, or was it just being tracked
Marking its path with prints and broken branches of the trees
The fur came off in small patches, but it never stopped running
The pack of hounds kept pursuit, but the beast would not flee
The hunter lost track and pack confused, by a beast's cunning
While large it was swift, for looking like a beast, it was bright
A chase went into hours, hunter and pack exhausted into night
