My wolf.
He was a vulnerable tiny baby when I found him. Now, he stands taller than me.
I experienced parenting…
Word Count: 21
Prompts:
Weekend Writing Prompt #103 – Vulnerable
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 27/19
I saw him looking at me.
Petrified with fear, I stood rooted in spot. The black wolf took slow steps towards me.
As he neared, i could see his eyes and once I had seem them, all fear began left my body. I had seen those eyes before. They held dark loneliness inside.
Like my eyes…
Character Count: 280
Prompt:
All Alone In Snow,
Bearing Winter’s Harsh Cold Winds,
The Lone Wolf Survives.
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