Thunderbird bolted into the water. Her black and tan pelt was beaded with water. The patrol was on her tail again. They were closing in. She leaped from rock edge to rock edge with intense amber eyes on her target. She leaped on mighty leap and landed on a tree branch. She then hopped from tree to tree with great agility. Her auds listined intently. Her bushy German Sheperd tail "feathers" flew in the wind. She hit each tree with a big, frightening BOOM. That is how she got her name. She landed on one particular tree and laid down. "Suckers," she was used to this. For she was a loner. Frightening to some dogs, it was quite enjoyable. When she was lonely she would troll the other packs by jumping in there trees. She was ment to be like this. She didn't even have parents. Well who needs em any right!
Either get on my level or just hit the road hun.
Love is nothing to me. I have more important things to do than wasting my life on love.