There were four wolves. Only one
ruled. Structure is a part of nature,
its cruel order, insensitive survival rates.
Yet order saves us; how we struggle
against chaos, why we entertain the King,
how low we hold our bodies beneath His.
Voluntary submission. Worship.
On the tail of each wolf, a unique
pattern of fur, like a fingerprint,
like the odor of self. Recognition.
One theory is interesting: if you're searching
for distinctive signs of royalty
look to those who serve Him.