Moonlit Guardian

In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play, A mystic figure emerges, bathed in lunar ray. Her silver hair flows like a river's stream, As she walks with purpose, a guardian of a dream. By her side, a wolf with eyes aglow, A symbol of strength, in a world below. Together they roam, through misty veils, Guardians of the night, with mystic tales. The staff in her hand, a symbol of her might, Guides her through darkness, into the light. The wolf's fierce bark, a warning to beware, As they stand united, without a single care. In this ethereal scene, we find our peace, A bond between human and beast, a mystic release. The moon above, a witness to their stride, As they journey on, with hearts full of pride.