All of the flowers are in full bloom, but off over on the distant hill, spotted leopards hunt for their prey. Thoroughbred horses run through wild waters of all shades of blue. Soul of the wild move in the dark shadows of the night. The moon is tangled in the branches in the hand at night. All is quiet, except that of howling wolves. Which echoes over the mountain side, where the siberian tigers roam. Suddenly through the wilderness of starlight wonder in the deep of the woods in where you will find all the bucks and does. Up above the eagles let their spirit soar freely through the sunset sky.