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Moving as one 
 
through their perceived territory 
 
heads down, steps measured 
 
eyes alert to the slightest movement. 
 
Snapping and snarling – teeth bared 
 
ready to attack at the least provocation 
 
any who dare enter the boundary 
 
of the realm. 
 
The alphas holding court 
 
over all they see. 
 
The betas bide their time 
 
for the chance to battle for supremacy 
 
at any sign of weakness. 
 
The omegas, battered and bruised 
 
at the whim of the Pack, 
 
cower and trailbehind like lemmings 
 
hoping they will escape notice 
 
and live another day. 
 
School has begun.

The Pack