đșWolfie Writesđș
Iâm an aspiring author who loves writing about wolves and animals! I hope you like my stories.
đșWolfie Writesđș
Iâm an aspiring author who loves writing about wolves and animals! I hope you like my stories.
Iâm an aspiring author who loves writing about wolves and animals! I hope you like my stories.
Iâm an aspiring author who loves writing about wolves and animals! I hope you like my stories.
âHunt down the traitor, and bring them back to me alive.â Snarled Hallowbound, fixing Mouseclaw with his sharp gaze. âYes, Hallowbound.â Stuttered Mouseclaw, as she sprinted out the chamber. In the tunnel, there was intricate claw marks, woven by time itself, and her footfalls echoed around the tunnel. She sighed, why did Hallowbound have to be so bossy? She blinked as sunlight filtered through th...
Itâs here. It feels like Iâve been waiting for an eternity. I donât know if Iâll ever see my family again, ever. In the Hunger Games, there can only be one winner. I was dreading it since first grade. We learned that twenty-four of us would be selected to compete, and die in the most gruesome ways imaginable. But this year, they are allowing you take one item with you-and itâs not allowed to be l...
âItâs hard to be inconspicuous when youâre hanging upside down.â Said Sunset, looking Twilight up and down. âWhat?â Retorted Twilight. âItâs hard to be a bat.â âWhat do you mean?â Asked Sunset. âItâs easy being a bat, look at you! You can fly like a bird.â âBut itâs hard to be hanging upside down all the time.â Replied Twilight. The sun was just going up, painting the sky in orange ink. Sunset, th...
Frost stood at the edge of the packâs territory, the cold wind biting at his fur as he stared into the distance. The Snowfall had brought with it a strange silence, a stillness that felt wrong. Every time he tried to shake the feeling, it crept back, deeper and more suffocating.
Lina was sick. Frost knew it, even though she refused to admit it. He could see it in the way her eyes were dulling, in...
_#1_
_âThe Forest Pack is stealing our prey, and even the forest seems to be starving. The trees are bare, and it feels like weâre being squeezed tighter every day. Every time I catch a scent of them, I want to rip their pelts off and run them out of our land! But I have to stay calm. Frost always tells me to think before acting, but I canât stop my claws from itching.â_
_#2_
_âLinaâs headache wa...