Ishaan

In wild lands, a wolf named Ishaan,
Son of the Sun, a radiant plan.
Fur ablaze, his eyes aglow,
Light's embodiment, a mystical show.

He strides through woods, a whispering breeze,
Lost souls guided, as darkness appease.
Silent and swift, he leaves no trace,
A star unleashed, a celestial grace.

His children, they say, like the setting sun,
Radiant and beautiful, each and every one.
A legacy born from his majestic might,
An enchanting lineage, glowing bright.

At dawn's embrace, his presence gleams,
Golden rays flow, fulfilling dreams.
Ishaan, the legend, forever ablaze,
A wolf of light, eternal praise.