Hunt Descriptive Writing

Golden rays rained down from the sky restings gently upon the treetops. The green foliage above glowed a brilliant green and the light trickled down to the forest floor. The wild flowers swayed gracefully blooming in the morning light. The beautiful pinks, oranges and yellows created a beautiful river of glowing colors. The bumble bees landed on the velvet petals and filled their bellies with nectar. The birds began to sing their soft morning songs, thanking the sun for returning another day. Mice scattered out of their grassy burrows and stretched out for their day of running. The predators slept soundly giving their prey a chance to ready themselves for todays hunting session. Another day of hard work was what greeted me. In the shadows

Animals scampered back to their homes and the nocturnal animals began to wake. I went to the wolves immediately I loved to watch their great hunt and their graceful alpha. Silver coats glimmered in the moonlight that filtered down to the earth. They howled greeting the moon thanking it for its return so they may hunt and fill their bellies. I loved the watch their beautiful alpha female lead her pack. She was always the most graceful even in the midst of her kill, their was nothing savage about her. The way the moonlight reflected off her silky coat always drew me in. I floated out to her as her pack played in the cave mouth preparing for a long night. I stared at her gleaming fur reaching out. How badly I wanted to greet her soul. Her head turned to me and she was staring me right in the

She took off across the dark grassy field nose to the air. I followed floating alongside her. Her head snapped left and the pack turned left towards the edge of the woods. In the distance the outline of sleeping deer could be seen. She gracefully ran towards them her silver body a blur under the blue moonlight. The pack came down upon the deer and they scattered into the forest. The alpha female clamped her jaws down upon the throat of a deer she looked to me and I brushed the deer's fur. She bowed her head respectfully to me and dropped the deer. Its soul rose up and it bowed to me and the beautiful wolf for giving him his moment to mourn. She sat beside the corpse and waited for me to send his soul away. She was the kindest creature in the forest and I admired her every day I told myself to not get attached but here I