VISUAL PROMPT
by X-Cannibal @ DeviantArt

Write a story or poem inspired by this image.
Raring
She grew upwards
towards sun split skies
in a mirage of folklore and beauty
Her cracked soles
That dig the earth as she grows
are more like paws
pouncing on the twilight
Retinas scanning
and combing the ashen heather
ready to chase hare
and fly feather
tearing to shreds
any thoughts of violence
She’s as instinct as a dart
towards the smell of flesh
on a greyhounds tickled nose
wet and course
but soft and always gentle
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