The Wolf and the Legend Knight

'Twas a tale as ancient as when it was told;
When the mighty beast was tamed
'Twas the Knight of Legend, with a blade of gold;
to whom the fame was claimed   'Twas a wolf of dragon proportions;
with a glare a sharp as knives
With a mane of black and white distortions;
and teeth who claimed many lives   'Twas the day of Midsummers eve;
when the knight began his quest
His sword, a blade of sharpened cleave;
would surely perform its best   'Twas a wooded forest in the dead of winter;
when their epic battle began
It caused his sword to splinter
which was heard across the land;     The battle was nearly done;
and the fighters were weak and tired
and since they have rested none
the Knight sat down and lit a fire     He began to roast a carpon;
and the wolf laid down to rest
It was then they became good friends;
perhaps even some of the best