A disputed queen of destruction*
as if she were secretly mating with the hounds.
Her eyes penetrated shadows. Her soul was vantablack abound.
She chewed her buccal, shunned the appalling swines.
Often she suffered but eventually turned out fine.
Daunting damsel, she had a lot to offer
other than howl, hunt, hurt or hiss.
Haunted by her could’ve been exhilarating
But already frustrating these chances missed.
* A group of wild cats