Spent the last hour researching wolves, everything about wolves, their anatomy, behavior, auditory communications methods, habitat...all for one paragraph that I'm still not satisfied with and will be rewriting in the next draft for sure. But for now I'm moving on. One hour is long enough. Here it is.
Gif by Wilcza
TUBE, Draft 2, Chapter 4 (Excerpt)
"Howling. The growls switched to howling. Then barks, high-pitched barks of a hot pursuit.
Olesya whirled around.
Red eyes stared at her from the darkness. Two perfectly round orbs, unblinking, hanging at the top of a massive shaggy bulk, ghastly against the black of the night. It was a leap away. Short bursts of air clouded its snout. A scabrous tongue lolled over a ridge of yellow teeth.
Olesya’s throat closed. She couldn’t draw a breath. There were no arms she had, no legs, only the racket of her heart, her dear old heart that made her vision jumpy. She started slowly backing off, taking infinitesimally tiny steps in close-stitched balletic movements.
The wolf closed its muzzle, watching her, uncertain."