I only live in faraway places.
I stalk the mountains looking for prey.
I see a deer grazing in the meadow. . .
Slowly I walk up, getting closer and closer.
I strike!
My tail carried straight out; I sink my teeth into the prey.
Food!
I drag it back to my den, leaving my tracks behind.
At night, the full moon glistens.
I howl!
My black grizzled fur reflects the moonlight.
I head back to my pack, more and more tired.
I slowly fall asleep.
--Zoe C.
I stalk the mountains looking for prey.
I see a deer grazing in the meadow. . .
Slowly I walk up, getting closer and closer.
I strike!
My tail carried straight out; I sink my teeth into the prey.
Food!
I drag it back to my den, leaving my tracks behind.
At night, the full moon glistens.
I howl!
My black grizzled fur reflects the moonlight.
I head back to my pack, more and more tired.
I slowly fall asleep.
--Zoe C.