Dog Descriptive Writing

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Panting, I clung to a single branch, somehow withstanding the winds blown by the giant bird, powerful enough to rival tornadoes, Itsuki tucked in my jacket, held by my free arm. After a while, I managed to slowly, inch-by-inch, foot-by-foot, I squirmed up until the bird was only a few meters away. Moving my precious dog to my back, I murmured, “Hold on, lil’ guy. Don’t fall off, ‘kay?” With that, his paws dug a little more into my back. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. I waited for the split second between gusts, and made my leap of faith, then quickly snatching a refrigerator-sized feather from the humongous creature’s beautiful, brown plumage. It shone so magnificently in the sunlight… and now I was up against it, it was coarse, yet soft and comforting, I could rest on …show more content…

Mentally slapping myself to get over the hypnotizing beauty of the feathers which glistened so beautifully in the sunli- “Agh!” I grunted, trying to focus on my task. I tugged at the feather, to no avail, and Vedrfolnir definitely was not happy about my efforts. To put this situation in perspective, an ant is trying to pull out of one of your hairs, and I’m sure that accurately describes the thought process Vedrfolnir was going through. It shook its body violently as an attempt to knock me off, but I held fast. Screeching louder, Vedrfolnir blew winds down at me, forcing me down to the very tip of the feather, all the while ascending higher in the air, gaining hundreds of feet with each beat of its wings. I slipped more, soon grasping the feather by the tip. Then I don’t know what happened. I guess maybe something sparked, something to make me not give up. Or maybe a deity gave me

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