Caught in the headlights
Out on pitch-black country roads
A momentary glimpse
Of a beast not wolf nor man
Coarse fur as black as night
Long, strongly muscled legs
Long, sharp claws and fangs
Low growl from drooling lupine jowls
Bone chilling howl
Of the Dwayyo
The beast instilled heart-stopping fear
Horror spread like wildfire
Hide the livestock, lock the doors
Surely soon the wolf would k**
Yet people remained unscathed
Even through their fruitless hunts
Not a single solitary soul
Ever met an untimely d**h
You see, the Dwayyo did not thirst
For the blood of mortal man
It hungered for far larger pray
The winged demon of the Blue Ridge itself!
Iron fangs ached
To sink into serpentine neck
Summoned by the Sigil of Ameth
The wolf-man hunted far and wide
It came upon the demon's lair
Snallygaster bloated from its feasts
The Dwayyo lunged from the shadows
Its fangs found fleshy purchase
Black blood spilled upon the ground
The Snallygaster lay dead and limp
The howl of victory
Echoed across the mountains
Bone-white hunter's moon
Deepened to crimson, satisfied