The young puppy stepped into the morning sun. His bright green eyes blinked when the sunlight shone on his black muzzle. He turned back into his dark cave. He trotted towards his mother and nudged her soft, feathered wings. Her delicate snout slowy rose from its resting place.
"What, who is that?" she said yawning, eyes half open.
"Mother, it time to get up." the puppy whispered being cautious of his siblings who were still sleeping.
"Ok, then go wake your brothers and sisters." she replyed, this time with her full attention.
The pup made his way to the other side of the cave where his siblings lay. He barked a loud, sharp bark that quickly woke all the sleeping puppies.
"Flame, is that you?" one of the pup's sister, Isis asked as her head rose from her sleep.
"Yea, and it's time to get up." Flame replied while pushing his only brother from his sleep. "Wake up, Cactus."
Unlike the others, his head shot up. His white chest blinded Flame's morning eyes.
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puppies? dogs? talking?
if that makes it any better??????
Ummmm I guess I could sugget to my sister that she reads it....... (she's six) I liked where the story was set though
The story was so-so. I think that you should quit writing boring stories and start writing more interesting stories.
more more more amazing
hey zel, i hope you i used to play like this when i was younger and the best name at the time was avalanche, and i cant change this story, its like a memoir
New Zealand dogs! or wolfs?
Come up with somting better than avalanch mountian, please!
The young puppy stepped into the morning sun. His bright green eyes blinked when the sunlight shone on his black muzzle. He turned back into his dark cave. He trotted towards his mother and nudged her soft, feathered wings. Her delicate snout slowly rose from its resting place.
"What, who is that?" she said yawning, eyes half open.
"Mother, it time to get up." the puppy whispered being cautious of his siblings who were still sleeping.
"OK, then go wake your brothers and sisters." she replied, this time with her full attention.
The pup made his way to the other side of the cave where his siblings lay. He barked a loud, sharp bark that quickly woke oneof the 4 sleeping puppies.
"Flame, is that you?" one of the pup's sister, Isis asked as her head rose from her sleep.
"Yea, and it's time to get up." Flame replied while pushing his only brother from his sleep. "Wake up, Cactus."
Unlike the others, his head shot up without hesitation. His white chest blinded Flame's morning eyes.
"Hey Cactus, wake up Juneau and Maisy while Isis and I go find Maku." Flame said while staring into Cactus's ocean blue eyes.
"Fine, where should we meet?" Cactus replied.
"We'll meet back here, because it won't take that long." and even before Cactus could respond, Flame led Isis to the cave opening in a rushed manner.
When they were outside, they could see all the plentiful greens and buffalo who fed on them. The sun was like a candle that lit the sky. It was another beautiful day at the young pup's home, Avalanche Mountain.
Black Flame was the pup's full name, after his father White Flame. His father was the greatest warrior in the Avalanche Moutain pack, known for his great leadership and attack skills. But when the Crestling pack attacked, they overthrew him and declared all Avalanche and Crestling their territory.
Black Flame, as the only desendent of White Flame that was coal black, was of course to be named Black Flame. Most of the New Zealand Dingoes in the young pups pack believe he is destine to become a great warrior like his father and kill the king of the two lands, Omari. But Flame, only being a child, getting their land back soon was not expected.
Flame was a pure black with his paws dipped with white, much like his father who was pure white with black dipped paws. He was well-built and was quite attractive. His wings were much like his body, pure black. His sister Isis the Goddess was aurora of different grays and browns with a long snout. Her wings were the most comon color, white.
Flame and Isis made their way up to the top of the short hill that loomed above their cave. They stopped at a great avacado tree. Isis barked a low bark. A huge male New Zealand dingo jumped down from the tree and landed on all fours as if he were a cat. His massive wings then rest on his broad haunches.
hi everybody, the young puppy, my reaction was laughter, and here i am are all my work. I was just temoparily using my sister's account so i will continue it on a different post!!! thx, ummcowsareawesome!!!!
hmm, very cute young one, you may have talent within you, keep up the story, not the kind i would read much, but it is good, and you should keep going on it...
Lady
oh, then why dont u change the age....
thx for replying, and just to let you know im 11 and i took my 15-yearold sisters account.
Oh I just fuond out that was Surfergirl's sister and that Surfergirl is really 15
we arent saying that she is youn and innocent just the story, no insult or degrading comments intended
she is 11, she private mesaged me to ask me how to change it back to her real age.
yea that too
Sounded young...
Sounded innocent...
Sounds like I might not get into it...
But it does sound pretty cute!
this is a cool story, i wonder what will happen, what gave you the idea to write a bout puppies and dogs with wings that could talk(english,or dog talk)
So they have wings?
Asome! I love the story so far; continue!