Timber Wolf: A Short Story

The moon covered with dark clouds as the remaining portion of the night drifted away, the gentle wind had settled down while the dewy frost settled so effortlessly onto the ground. Ultimately, the sun extended from the peak of the mountains gradually making its way to the forest across the horizon and further within the thicket as the birds began to chirp songs of joy for the new day. Thereupon, the sun had made its way into the eyes of the exhausted timber wolf lying upon the cool damp ground awakening her. Furthermore, the female let out a whining yawn, thus stretching her jaws wide displaying her long pearly white teeth before arising from her temporary home, prolonged with another large stretch while extended her sharp brown claws in the soft soil. The female gazed into the distance as she effortlessly rose and began to push herself forward with her long legs. Subsequently, the timber wolf knew that without food; that she would not progress as quickly. She scurried the area using her long snout to obtain information into her olfactory senses, at last, a rabbit appeared out of the thicket. Effortlessly, the female scurried after it before snapping the creature into her powerful jaws executing a meal that she longed prior to the morning. She began plucking the fur off of the dead creature, coating herself with blood as she ate her only meal in several days. Thus, this creature would not go to waste as the female finished her meal quickly. As a result of her satistisfaction from the rabbit; she hurried off through the remaining portion of the forest moving quickly and

The estimated arrival of her destination prolonged several additional days, but she refused to slow down long enough to admire the beautiful running waters, soft green pastures and the warmth of the