Just a short story

[eyesemote]

The hungry wolf

Sight. I saw him his wounds, He fell off a small cliff. He couldn't move, One of his back legs were broken, The fear in his eyes when he saw me.

Scent. I smell his blood, I smell his fear almost? I smell the dirt around us, Stirred up from his fall. I smell the water on the leaves from the newly fallen rain.

Sound. I can hear that same water slowly falling off the leaves hitting the ground. I can hear his heavy breathing as he could barely breath, Trying to keep quiet so I don't hear him.

Touch. I could feel the ground under my paws, I was sturdy in my pose. I could feel the water drops hit my fur and bounce off to the ground.

Movement. I was moving forward towards him, I was right up to him. I looked down down at him, His pupils were small with fear.

Taste. His flavor was beyond words.

This was just a small horror story, How did you like it?