The Pack
Hell I got bored and I may add to this one day, feel free to add stuff if you want or give me ideas let me know
It was a cool afternoon Buck was alone out on a walk and stumbled across a cliff maybe about a 10 foot drop, he stopped and stared into woods a stream trickled right below him. As he was standing there a slow soft breeze started to blow, his black fur almost as soft as silk started to wave in the wind. His ears perked up right hearing what he though was a howl but just brushed it off thinking it was a tree but it happened again and turned around and what he saw was apack of about 5 wolves, they where pure white with blue eyes, they looked almost ghost like as they stared at Buck. Buck a little scared of them stepped back then stopped remembering a story about this pack and how his family long ago look and smiled as the wind blew again and they where gone