User blog:SmolderBoulderHolder/Heep Writes A Poem On A Knaw Bone - "Sky"

Her eyes are that of a young pup’s. Blue like the sky she’s named after. Her fur is sleek and dark. Black like the night sky she was named after. Her eyes are the beautiful gleaming stars In said night sky. Her voice is soft Like the downy of an Owl who flies the night Sky she was named after. She is kind like a milk giver But firm like a chieftain. She is humble like a knaw Wolf but self-confident like An Outflanker. She is not malcahd, Far from it actually, But she has the strange, Likable personality of one. She is kind, she is loving, She is loyal to the ones She calls family and She is the love of my Tailless life. She is Strange Kind Yoiks But I still love her. She is Sky. ~Heep