Still a WIP. Any ideas to make it better? Done with mouse! Ash crawled through the thick grass, hungry, amber eyes burning. His ribs showed through his soft, wild fur, and his paw pads were bleeding from his long, lonely trip. He looked around, nose scenting the meadow. Would he ever find food? It wouldn't be long, maybe a couple weeks, until he started dying. Suddenly, a scent hit him like a truck full of hope. He smelt fresh blood! He ran towards the smell, the bloodlust already taking over. His adrenaline rushed through his body, and he bounded over the grasses like a deer. Finally, he skidded next to a river and saw a mother bear tearing through the water towards her cub. Ash's hunger was too strong, and he rushed towards the pile of fish, grabbing one. He was about to dig in when he saw the she bear turn around. Ash snarled and ran as fast as he could to the meadow.
Ashia ran after the butterfly with pup-like excitement. Her white-gray fur was groomed and her emerald eyes were shining. She was a beautiful she-wolf that belonged to the pack of SilverMoons, and she was the daughter of the Alpha. She turned around and saw a skinny yet handsome young wolf running at her, a floppy object in his mouth. He skidded to a halt, eyes wide, and Ashia stepped back, suprised.
Oh, and is it intermediate? PLEASE COMMENT!!
