The inadequate meal

Fiery raven eyes, shining in the night,
Large silvery wings, reflecting the moonlight,
Cold, frozen stares, an icy wind blows,
A pack of wild wolves promptly arrange themselves in rows.
Hellish shrieks of a scared mountain beast,
Fallen to the ground being prepared for the feast,
Four legged reptiles slowly rise from the swampy marshland,
And from afar stare convicts, as from the feast; they’ve been banned,
A feline family of large monstrous cats,
Arrive at the scene, under the shade of vampire bats,
The blistered bleeding beast is now screened for consumption,
Every tender inch is felt leaving no room for assumption,
A thorough investigation of the meal and its size,
Creates a sort of panic, as the guests realize,
That the poor monster is not enough to feed them whole,
And the hunger in their stomach takes on them a very heavy toll,
Verbal atrocities begin to flow,
And physical abuse is beginning to show,
A fight to the death, to the end, to the point of no return,
A nightmarish duel where all participating end up in an urn,
Nothing left to do now, nothing left to feel,
All that is left remaining is the inadequate meal.