In the silence of night
short story im, trying to writr
In the silence of night this story begins. A howl riases above the valley like a song to the moon above, chills are sent down my back, I close my eyes as tears fall... so beautiful. Listoning to a fellow wolfs howl and the peacefull night I could fall asleep so easly right now. The wind picks up, rushing though the tree's around me, a storm is blowing in. I head back to my den, quickly stopped by an unformilar smell at the entrence. the storm is apon me, with out a secound thought I enter. The deeper I go into my home, the smell gets stronger and stronger. I turn the ben to were my bed is my heart racing expecting someone or something to be there. "No" no one is there, but there sent left behind. I follow it to the back entrance It had left in a hurry I geuss. it must of hard me coming and ran.
A few hours have passed, the storm finaly ran its coruse. Wanting fresh air I leave the comfort of my den to the morest moss at the entrance. Still cloudy, but quite nice. Injoying the night, listoning to the wind in the trees. That same smell returns to me as I lay here, becoming on edge I study the motionless night. The clouds part reviling a full moon shining on the vally below. Making it easy to see. The snaping of a twig catches my attention. My heart pounds. "Its getting close." I think to myself. Foot steps coming towrd me. My heart pounds even more so then before. What could it be, I've had enouph "Come out were I can see you!" into the night I yell. It grows quite I stand alone in the dark.
Several minets pass, not a sound I lay down, closing my eyes trying to get some sleep, but cant. It feels as though there is something out there. I watch the shadows dance across the forest floor. As the night passes I noticed two amber green eyes stairing at me my heart jumps to a race. As I stand stairing back, it slowly turns and walks away. A wolf "what could it want with me?"
The sun rises; I've been up all night. Heading to my bed yawning and stretching on the way I colapsing on my nice bed of moss and leaves. Dosing off to sleep, "sharp teeth going for my throat.... "Hi uncle Mutt." pups voice. Screaming awake laying on my back panting "Whats wrong uncle Mutt?" How many time do I got to tell you kids to stop calling me uncle Mutt. My name is Wayon Im your uncle Wayon not Mutt That is what you father my brother, called me when we were pups. Were is he any way "Right here littel bro." stop calling me little Im bigger then you and you was just born 3 minets befor me any way. "O all right." rolling his eyes, can you watch the kids today? No Jack I cant I"ve been up all night. " Did someone finnly meet a girl? ha ha" No.. "Then you can watch them I"ll be back at night fall" he yells as he runs off before I can say no again falling over on my bed as the kids try to get me to play with them "Come on Uncle Mutt, Come on you said the next time we came over we would go to you and dads faverite spot when ya"ll were little." they beg wile pulling at my ears. Fine fine fine I"ll take yall"s just stop bitting me ya"ll still have your pupy teeth they hurt. And my name is uncle Wayon!