This is a starter prompt.

This is a slightly longer starter than usual. Here goes:

The skies were painted with rust as [name] made the solemn trek back to her home. Her paws ached, dragging against the scratching sand. Every inch of her sodden body felt like lead.

But she kept going. She had to.

You can change the gender if you wish, and input whichever name you choose into the slot.

Feel free to do whatever you like with this prompt. Let your imagination run wild.

And don't forget to send it in, so I can read and share it!

Enjoy writing!