A story about a wolf called Dark Frost
It was a dark misty night and the moon was shinning brightly. Dark frost looked around and then ran really fast getting ready to hunt. The moon was at its brightes point. The ground began to get colder and colderand the leaves were wet. When the wolf saw the ground was shaking, he tried to dig his razor sharp claws into the ground but the wind was so bad he got thrown onto a rock.
When the ground stopped shaking, Dark frost looked around and then carried on running and running until he was tired.