Whispering Conscience: Do you see the wolf staring at us?
Whispering R.R.Hood: Stares at me, not you.
Whispering Conscience: Is right out there!
Whispering R.R.Hood: But also within when I close the eyes.
Whispering Conscience: Wolves deceivers ever, his nature must trust not.
Whispering R.R.Hood: Sacred Nature of Woods, let me not see it as a puppy in wounds!
Whispering Conscience: Not in wounds dog runs away when unconsciously thy inner wrath displayed.