Wolf
Musty leaves crunched beneath my feet.A raven cawed above, latching claws on a stubby Oak branch.Shrubs from behind rustled, my palms were hot and sweaty."Who's there?"I quickly spun myself around.A...
Claws 4: Relationships
My days were very repetitive. Get up, drink, eat, hunt for any birds that may have flown into the enclosure, growl at the crowds, etc.
A Monster and His Boy
This tale to you, I now impart,
A story sad right from the start;
There may be morals,
Maybe none... But time my woeful tale begun.
Tigress
She prowled around me as the flames jumped from tree to bush to branch, an evil glint in her eyes showed that she knew she would be winning this game we had started.