Kindred nursury rhyme:Story Time with the Wannabe Pirate.

Recently composed a nursery rhyme for Kindred, I'm a part time writer, and since I love how Riot set that aspect of Kindred up, namely how knowledge of the hunters two have been passed down for generations in various fashions... Also because their concept art is literally woodcut style out of a Grimms fairy tale...well I hope you all enjoy this. I loved writing it. Pretend it's some mother telling their child this at night as a warning.

Lamb, Lamb, Fleece White as Snow. Thousand arrows upon your bow. With a shot like a star Your arrow flies from afar First they laugh, then they scream As your arrows ease them towards their dream Swifter than a lark, your arrows dart When your marks reach their heart Fleeting dance, Bleating prance Graceful beauty Faithful truly Your patience blesses Those who face their fear When you grant their wishes They no longer shed their tears Wolf, Wolf, Black as Pitch. Your fangs close around Prey before they twitch When you run you bound and, Bray, laugh cruel and voice gruff Run they try, hide they might In the end you are rough Bite and bleed, Their lives upon Which you feed, Drive them on, watch them cry Always laughing, as they die Teeth gnash as you eat Delicious flesh that is sweet Lamb, Lamb, kind and soft Your embrace is what carries life aloft Hope is faint, hope is gone When all lives fade, your work be done Wolf, Wolf, harsh and cruel Through the hunt you shall rule None will escape, none may flee, For prey your eyes will always see Teeth of black, your hunger never slacks And fur of white, your touch bequeath The peaceful rest of the Dead So is the role of Kindred