I accidentally posted this story in the RPG forums so mods can delete that one. Here's a short story I made but it doesn't have a title. It's only a few paragraphs too. Tell me if you like it or not and if you want more of it. Here it is:
Along the icey riverbank, a black wolf stood. He stood tall and mighty. The wolf stood as if he was a statue. A gust of wind blew across his path but he remained a statue of beauty. Stars twinkled in the dark blue sky. A cloud of fog lay in front of the wolf making him seem ghost-like.
Along the horizon, an orange sun began to crawl into its place in the sky. Its intense light turned clouds pink and stars orange. The beginning of the morning had come to greet the wolf. He lowered his hautches, lifted his head back, and sang a song of howls. His howl wasn't sad nor a threat, it was a song of a new day. His voice was low and not hoarse as other wolves are. It was solid with no cracks in it. He reached a silver note that lasted less than two minutes before lowering his head to bow.
A silver grey wolf came up behind him. She touched her nose to his and licked his cheek.She lowered back her head and began to sing.
It was a different howl from the black wolf's howl. It had so much passion in it, the black wolf nearly cried. The howl was so high, not a human could hear it. Her voice was not hoarse like he had expected.
The silver grey wolf lowered her head and looked into the icey blue eyes of the wolf in front of her. He was her's and she was his.
How do you like the story so far? The silver grey wolf is named Jasmine and the black one is Shadow