Its a little shorter. Does not end in a dramatic form.

When I open my eyes, I am laying on the ground, with Birdie standing above me. "Dad, are you okay?" Birdie asks. "Yes....No..." I say. I stand up, shake my fur, and Birdie licks a bruise I got. "Thanks, Son. Lets go back to your mom, okay?" I say. Birdie nods. We get back into the den, and Flight is sitting down, playing with Jay, Leaf, Ben, and SixHowl (The new king, when I die). "Hey, pups!" I say. "Hi daddy!" They all say and rush over to me. I lick them all. "Its getting late, Honey. We should go to bed." Flight says. "Yeah. Pups, you heard that." I say. Jay, leaf, and SixHowl tumble over to there bed (A hollowed out log with the top cut off, stuffed with grass and deer fur. Its a big log). "Ben. Bed." I say. Ben obeys.

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When I wake up, I shiver. I look at the door of the den. Its blocked with ice. "Flight, wake up." I say. She lifts her head, stretches, and stands up. "Honey, why is the door blocked with ice?" Flight asks. "I'm gonna break it." I say as I stand low, and then charge at the ice. It shatters into 389 little cold shards. "Nice job, sweetie!" Flight says. I walk out the door, right into 5 foot snow. I dig it up, get to the top, and howl. Snow squalls through the land. "HONEY! STAY IN THE DEN! I'M GOING TO THE TAXES BOX!" I yell over the wind and snow. "Okmmmm...mmmnnnnll" I hear. I walk through the raging snow, to the taxes box. I take 6 rabbits with me

back to the den. "AHH! ITS AN ARCTIC WOLF!" Flight growls. "Stay. AWAY. FROM. ME!" Flight says. "Honey, its just me." I say as I shake off the snow. "Oh, phew." Flight sighs. I eat 3 rabbits, and Flight scarfs down the rest. "Oh my goodness. I forgot to get the pups s-" I say as I hear a growl. I spin my head around, and see a giant, furry, white MONSTER in the doorway. "GRRRAAAAA!" The monster growls. "HONEY ITS A YETI!" Flight says as her eyes widen. I charge at the yeti, and bite its knee hard. CRACK! The yeti can't walk on his left leg now that I cracked his knee. I leap up and bite his neck. I hang onto it, and the yeti collapses into a bloody, snowy, furry heap.