There is No Place Called Paradise

by DoctorWhoFan72

This story is about an average lone wolf, in search for a place called Paradise. Now from pup tales she's herd, she thinks this place is a 100% real! But from the other animals who have tried have never been herd from again. Did those wolves die out? Or did they actually find this mythical place known as Paradise...?

Hiya everyone! Now this is my first story (of coarse not seen by people I know) so please be kind about it... AND FOR THE LOVE OF - CAN SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO MAKE CHAPTERS!

I breathed out a sigh, my side pumping up and down slowly. What did I have to do to disserve this? I thought to myself, my breath turning into the icy fog He-He tricked me! My breath grew faster, but my heart-rate slowed He told me that- there was such a place… But- I large muscular paw slammed against my jaw line, making the bone shatter, I winced "No more- wailing… No more- crying… I'm stronger now…" I barked, with a soft wince tinged in my voice. "Shut up! I've broken you, mutt. You'll break the next time someone touches you." A male voice growled from shadows, his silver eyes flashing as the headlights of a car hit them. My breath began to slow, he smirked "I told you sister," He smashed his large forepaw on my skull "there is no place called paradise."