Really? I could write in the opening paragraph, just so you get a bit of an idea of how I write.
The pounding of paws against the ground.
Frenzied hooves sending up sheets of snow.
Laboured breath.
The scent of fresh blood.
Wind streaming past lean bodies.
Terrifying growling.
Teeth bared in fearsome snarls.
The hunted struggling.
The thrill of the hunt shooting through the hunters bodies.
And an overpowering urge to kill.
If you liked that then I will send more of the story in another time.
