• This is just what the back of the book would say.
    We circled each other. Neither one willing to admit defeat. He was twice my size with longer experience. That's why I was bleeding from several places my blood staining my white fur. He might have been larger but I was faster. I had managed to tear into his shoulder muscle and hind leg, the effect was the rustic wolf turned red.
    He lunged at me but I feigned to the left. He skidded and went down, his hind leg finally giving out. I sighed in relief and crouched to spring. Eyes locked on his throat I sprang at him. A gold figure flew in to my peripheral vision and I tried to turn to attack him but it was too. He hit me in mid-air. I landed on my side an the force of the blow made me slide into the wall. I tried to stand but a wave of black pasted over my vision. A growl reverberated through the night. My legs gave out and I slipped into the dark.
    Hope you like. If you do then I'll keep writing. If not then I'll stop.
    Luv Megs