The Wolf’s Growl

Cold desolate land.

Dilent day and night

filled with cold white sand.

The wolf's growl shakes the land,

it will give you a fright all day and night.

The wind whistles left and right

it's like a baby's cry

it is just me and this land.

These hungry wolves ready to bite.

The snow climbing up my leg,

the wolf growl grows closer.

It puts me on edge.

It suddenly goes colder.

It enters my sight, jaws like daggers, fur like wool.

I freeze in shock.

It's a stare down.

The wolf starts to howl.