Bloodied wings, still sore from battle
cut hide, still stinging from the fight
narrowed eyes, still wise from the attack
snarling muzzle, still wary of the danger
She hangs her head as she finds defeat
her body aches with her failure
her heart still breaking with her loss
she tucks her battle torn wings and howls to the stars
she has lost it all so fast
everything taken as she fought in vain
their final fear filled cries still etched in her mind
"how can a mother lose her children in front of her?"
she asked herself again and again as she licked her wounds