Paws Paws

Paws Paws was a poem written about several of the Canari. In it, one dog kills another secretly in the night but the killing is then avenged when the killer is discovered by the dead dog's friend. While they remain unnamed in the poem, it is widely believed that the first dog's name is Gorvoid and the second is Zregs, two dogs well remembered from early history. The poem is believed to have been written around the year 1533 [2:1041] which would likely mean one of the dogs was a soldier of darkness, or servant of the Dark Lunari Mathol.

Paws Paws

Paws, paws, claws, claws,
Pitter-patter, clitter-clatter.

The Canar moved along with stealth,
His body formed in perfect health,
A hidden shadow in the dark,
Stalking silently, not a bark,
He liked when he could move in tight,
And so release his fearsome bite.
Devoid of every small defect,
An innocent he would detect.

Paws, paws, claws, claws,
Pitter-patter, clitter-clatter.

The Canar struck with savage speed,
No one would hear about this deed.
His jaws clenched tight around the neck,
No blood would fall upon the deck.
Sharp teeth held tight to hold the foe,
Until it fell, head, tail and toe.
The dog let go as something hissed,
The shadows showed what he had missed.

Paws, paws, claws, claws,
Pitter-patter, clitter-clatter.

No quick retreat, another came.
His tail dropped between his legs,
Here was one with teeth of steel,
A bite he feared that he would feel.
The new one gave a daunting cry,
The dog jumped high as it drew nigh.
Two mouths of bone and claws of stone,
They shattered bones and both were prone.

Paws, paws, claws, claws,
Pitter-patter, clitter-clatter.

One may wonder which dog was right,
For consequences were not slight.
In retrospect spirits take flight;
We feel for one dog’s small plight.
A dog was wrong and murdered one,
Another right, but now is gone,
The lesson is we must defend,
Every Canar, every friend

Paws, paws, claws, claws,
Pitter-patter, clitter-clatter.

This section © 2009 Ben Hinks