Writing Excercises

**RaiWolf** Thu Oct 08, 2009 7:04 pm

Keep your literature skills sharp and keen with my weekly writing excercises. I thought it would be interesting if everyone responded weekly. Not only will it help keep the community active, it will prevent roleplay skills and writing skills from deteriorating. These are to be answered in entirely free-response. You are not required to answer any or all questions though I recommened them to excercise your writing abilities. It's a creative writing excercise topic(s) and you will not be rated and/or belittled for your works. Approval comments are accepted, but be sure to be fair and do not harm any user with your words or I will personally remove your post. Now then! I hope this will turn out well. Also, please specify; is critique for your work wanted or unwanted?

TOPIC OF THIS WEEK: (Thursday, Oct. 015)
Your character has an experience with a baby animal or more. Do they like them? Do they hate them? What is the fate of the youngsters? To whom do they belong? [Note: It can be ANY animal baby/babies.] Be sure to remember the senses as they enhance writing. Include detail and write me a response. This is to come from the depths of your imagination; and imagination is a beautiful thing. Every response, no matter the length, will be your personal work of art. Treasure it, and share it with us.

TOPIC OF LAST WEEK: (Thursday, Oct. 08)
Your character is in a life-threatening situation. How do they react? Do they give in? Do they fight? Show me what the situation is, why, how, when, where, with who? Be sure to remember the senses as they enhance writing. Include detail and write me a response. This is to come from the depths of your imagination; and imagination is a beautiful thing. Every response, no matter the length, will be your personal work of art. Treasure it, and share it with us.

MiniWolf Sat Oct 10, 2009 12:39 pm

I would enjoy a critique.
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The cool night air was disrupted by a yowl. A light brown she-wolf named Mini could be seen racing through the forest, away from orange-crimson flames. Smoke arose behind her, as if the wild fire was chasing after her. She couldn't smell much, for the acrid scent of the smoke clogged up her throat. The female was carrying a small bundle of fur in her mouth... Though the pup wasn't hers, she had risked her life to save it from the thirsty flames. It was her sister's pup, who had perished in the flames along with the rest of Mini's pack. Mini's fur was now tainted a dark taupe color, just like the smoke. Some of her fur was burned away to the skin, and her muscles ached, but she knew she couldn't rest now with the wind-fueled fire at her heels. The young pup was limp, and Mini wondered if the smoke was too much for the young one. The youngster hit her chest as she ran, and yet it still didn't wake. Finally, Mini reaches the edge of the forest. The huge clearing had a large, shallow pond. The fire seemed distant now, so Mini carried the pup over to the water. She gently placed down the pup, but before she went to drink, she nudged the youngster to wake it. It didn't budge.. Mini rasps over its fur with her tongue to hopefully get it to stir. Still no response. Mini looks at it for a while, finally to notice that its chest hadn't risen for some time now.. She placed her head on it, her ear pressing into its fur. There was no heartbeat. Mini looks down sadly, her tail tucked between her legs. She lets out a sorrowful howl of frustration, for this youngster had been her only kin left. Now, she was left alone.

**RaiWolf** Sat Oct 10, 2009 2:14 pm

Very good writing, Mini.
I enjoyed reading it; I hope to see future responses from you, and other members.

Packa Packa Thu Oct 15, 2009 6:05 pm

Note, I am not very good at writing.

Vladimiro charged through the battle. Jaws and teeth slashed and bit all around him, some only inches away from inflicting maximum damage. His mind was raxcing and yet only one thought stayed focused, killing his brother. His grey and black fur was matted with blood, clumped in some areas, showing massive wounds. The blood was draining away, and he was hanging onto the only thread of life left. But he went on, barreling into fighting wolves. His eyes were clouded, and yet still he saw the image of his brother clearly. At last, after the cruel 30 seconds that seemed like eternity, he leaped. For a moment, time stopped. The war below him silenced. His brother below him slowly turned his head and had only a split second to utter a growl before he died. Vlad crushed him under his weight, and clamped his mouth around his neck. His brothers' eyes rolled, and he fell. Vladimiro was filled with rage, and he howled in victory. Now he too, was on the fringe of death. He opened his eye one last time to look at his dead brother, and fell himself.

Not much, and as I said I'm not the best writer.

**RaiWolf** Thu Oct 15, 2009 6:07 pm

It's very good, don't be so down on yourself!
It was suspensful and had me on the edge of my seat.
Good job you two.

Packa Packa Sat Oct 17, 2009 7:53 am

Aw, thanks. I have some spelling mistakes, I tend to rush and not check over.

**RaiWolf** Sat Oct 17, 2009 8:20 am

Don't worry about it ;D
I could write a novel if I wanted, and over half would be misspelled words x_x;
I'm horrible at spelling XD

Packa Packa Sat Oct 17, 2009 12:42 pm

Sort of me too. I just type so fast. I usually type teh instead of the.

New Week!

Packa Packa walked through the dark alley. The buildings at the side were made of brick, and were very old. Trash littered the ground, and she kicked a piece of rolled up tin foil away. A leaky pipe stuck out from one of the sides. Water dripped slowly from it. Then noise of it bouncing off the pavement echoed through the small passage way. Packa's breath came out in small puff balls, the cold freezing it immediately. Little drops of ice clung to her whiskers. Packa closed her eyes and sighed. Her eyes were shut tightly, and she did not realize that there was a crushed beer can in her way. She tripped over it, her legs flung into the air. She landed on her chin with a small thud. Suddenly, a soft mewling came from the end of the alley. Dazed, Packa Packa got up and loked for the source. She was surprised that there was any other being here. As she silently stalked into the depths, the mewing became louder. Close. She thought. Definitely closer. As she passed a small coffee container, the mewling became softer. "Must've passed it." Packa thought out loud. She turned around and searched again. As she passed the same coffee can, tipped on it's side, she saw a small blob of dark fur. She went closer to it, then lay down in front of it. She popped her head inside of it. The kitten turned it's head to look at her. It stumbled over to her muzzle, then buried itself underneath her chin. It purred. Packa Packa smiled. What a cute kitten. She purred back. She liked this kitten. He was adorable! His fur was a dusty dark brown, with black splotches on him. Packa cooed to it, and it slowly fell asleep. In the morning, the small kit woke up. He looked at Packa with bright eyes. He seemed better. Suddenly, the small kit started to speak. "Ima.... wittle.... cold..." He said. Packa cuddled with him, and said, "It's alright." They stayed together like that. That afternoon, the kit started to talk again. "Name..Spike...son...leader." He said. His name is Spike.. and he is a leader's son? I wondered. That meant that he was destined to be a leader. And I knew the closet leader here- Wisp! I quickly grabbed the kit's scruff and dragged him out. He whined and cried. It broke my heart I had to do this. But I did. I ran out of the alley and into the street. I carried him all the way to the forest line. Thanks goodness, Wisp's mate was there. She dropped the kit in front of him. "Smoke! I think this is your kit- am I right?" I asked him. He bent down to sniff it. Then his eyes brightened. "Yes! Oh Spike, where have you been?!?" He was both frustrated and glad. I smiled. "I just found him in an alley." I said. "Thank you!" He cried happily. He grabbed the kit and hurried away. He waved his tail at me. I yowled back. "Bye bye!" And that was Packa's kitten adventure.

Horrible! I couldn't think of anything. No details. Nothing at all! I hate it. I deserve an F-.

**RaiWolf** Sat Oct 17, 2009 2:08 pm

I actually found it quite creative and the imagery in the beginning was great.
Thought you did switch from 3rd person to 1st person halfway through. (She he it, > I, me, my)
But it was good. The purpose of these practices is to improve your writings and you're doing well by replying : D

Packa Packa Sat Oct 17, 2009 2:45 pm

RaiWolf wrote:I actually found it quite creative and the imagery in the beginning was great.
Thought you did switch from 3rd person to 1st person halfway through. (She he it, > I, me, my)
But it was good. The purpose of these practices is to improve your writings and you're doing well by replying : D

ARGG! I always do that. I hate myself.
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I always do that. I can't stay focused on things! It's because I usuallu write in first person, when I try third person I switch. I hate that.
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GRR!
I need to learn how to stay focused.
Anyway, thank you! Very Happy

**RaiWolf** Sat Oct 17, 2009 3:03 pm

Don't be too hard on yourself ^^
It was a very simple mistake, nothing to be angry over.
You'll do fine. ;3

wolfy987 Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:13 am

Um, Just to say, I don't want to do the writing helping topic things now, though I might sometime, but just something to say: You haven't updated it that much. No offense, but just so you know.

**RaiWolf** Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:38 am

It's a once-a-week update...
But you're right, I continue to forget ^^;;
It's because no one really replies, I forget to update it.

wolfy987 Sun Oct 25, 2009 9:44 am

RaiWolf wrote:It's a once-a-week update...
But you're right, I continue to forget ^^;;
It's because no one really replies, I forget to update it.

I do it all the time too, don't worry. I once said I would write a new chapter the next day on something, and I never replied after that until the next year. Amazingly they kept it alive. xD

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