Hey guys!
Look at that. I survived for another entry.
This was a spare of the moment thing. I wrote it after my H.O.P.E test. I was thinking of White Fang and I was inspired. It also helped that this girl sitting in front of me was drawing wolves ripping each other to shreds. So enjoy tell me what you think. It's a bit violent but poetic.
Don't forget read and review. R&R ;)
She stood there, towering over her brothers, standing in a pool of blood. Satisfied, she sat back on her haunches, threw her head back and let rip from her throat the sound that had been made by all her ancestors before her.
She howled in victory. She had defeated the ten, fully grown, male wolves, that lay panting and bleeding in the scarlet snow at her feet. She walked, stiff legged, daring them to challenge her. And after one last feral snarl, she lowered her head to devour her prize, relishing in the victory that was the beginning of more to come.
I didn't think it would be so short. It was longer on my paper.
She stood there, towering over her brothers, standing in a pool of blood. Satisfied, she sat back on her haunches, threw her head back and let rip from her throat the sound that had been made by all her ancestors before her.
She howled in victory. She had defeated the ten, fully grown, male wolves, that lay panting and bleeding in the scarlet snow at her feet. She walked, stiff legged, daring them to challenge her. And after one last feral snarl, she lowered her head to devour her prize, relishing in the victory that was the beginning of more to come.
I didn't think it would be so short. It was longer on my paper.
Wow, you've got talent, I still think you should write poetry.
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