Nala the pup
I slowly walked to my cave, limping on my back right foot where I had been burned, from the fire that killed my family. Once I got into the shelter of the cave I laid down, licking the blood off of my paws. My coat was covered in mud and dirt you could hardly see what color my coat was. After licking the blood off of my paws.
I looked at my front left leg, you could see a little brown, the color of my fur. I licked my leg, trying to get all of the mud off, but that failed. I sighed, tasting the mud in my mouth, and my mouth was dry. There is a stream near by, but I knew if I got up pain would shoot though my body. I decided to live though the pain and get a drink to get the muddy taste out of my mouth.. I stood up and limped to a stream that was about a yard away. Once I got there, I got a little drink.
I'm a dog musher, in the United States. I mostly do sprint but plan on doing a few mid-distance races.