Short story:
"Boom!" Thunder shook the grassy ground, and the moon was covered by grey clouds hovering in the sky. Lightning lit up the sky like fireworks and hit the ground. Rain pelted down hard, beating creatures who roamed around. A black wolf stricken with light red and white markings shot out from behind soaking trees. He closed his eyes and thought. "Where is she. She's not home." referring to a beautiful white wolf in his pack. A familiar scent of floral life flowed into his scent path, and he took a sharp left turn. A white pelt came into vision, and a lightning strike lit up his path, showing him the roots and brambles to avoid. In the middle of the storm sat a white wolf, with pink and purple ombre stripes and swirls. "Jos!" No sign. "Joslyn!" The ears of the white wolf flicked, and she turned around. "Iv?" she mumbled. "Ivory?" The black wolf quickly took his placement, guarding the white wolf from the rain. "Joslyn. What's wrong?"
"No one likes me."
"I do."
"What do you mean?"
"Jos. You're insane!"
"Excuse me?"
"Look. Your pretty, smart, agile.."
"I-."
Ivory moved his head down so that he was level with Joslyn's, and nuzzled into her soaked fur.
"Let's get you home."
"No one likes me."
"I do."
"What do you mean?"
"Jos. You're insane!"
"Excuse me?"
"Look. Your pretty, smart, agile.."
"I-."
Ivory moved his head down so that he was level with Joslyn's, and nuzzled into her soaked fur.
"Let's get you home."
About my characters!
Ivory
Ivory is a black (Gender-Neutral, leaning towards feminine. I identify her by male pronouns sometimes) with white and pink swirls and marking. A hybrid timber and black wolf. She/He's very strong, passionate, and quiet.
Joslyn
Joslyn is a white female with pink and purple markings. She's part jackal and part arctic wolf. She was moved all over the world by humans, until they finally let her go. She then adapted into Ivory's pack. She's quiet, sweet, and caring.
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