WOLVES DON'T TALK

WOLVES DON'T TALK

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Carmen is lost in the California redwood forest and a pair of bright orange eyes are glaring at her in the dark, flicking on and off like the sparks hanging in the air over a camp fire. "Who are you? Are you good to eat?" the eyes demand. Then a really odd thing happens: She falls asleep right there in the cold, damp woods beneath a giant redwood tree. A shaggy black wolf is staring at her when she awakes the next morning. The thing looks half-starved and drool streams freely out of its mouth. She isn't afraid though because it talks to her in an all too familiar voice and promises to show her the way back to camp. Of course, this doesn't happen. Instead, it leads her deeper into the forest where she discovers a terrifying secret explaining why one lone wolf can talk. Author's Note: I am a new author and a real novice at reaching out to readers, so I would love to hear from you. "Wolves Don't Talk" cover art by Lynn Childers
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"Little Wolf! Little Wolf!" A young boy with dark hair called. He stood at the edge of the shadowy forest. His eyes peered into the woods, squinting as he struggled to see. He waited and waited, but was only met with silence. Confusion crossed his face. Was she coming? "Little Wolf?" He called out again. He waited for a few moments again. His attention was then caught by the rustling of the bushes. A few more moments passed, then the redheaded girl appeared. Her green and blue eyes were bright with joy. She moves towards the boy, walking in all fours like a wolf. But the boy wasn't afraid, how could he be? (This book was written several years ago when I was in middle school so it's pretty rough around the edges to put it lightly lmao)

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