That time of the week again. Time to train the noggin with this week’s 100 word challenge. Here goes:
We all gathered in old Snagletooth’s growlery for the contest. Snageltooth himself was going to judge which of us cubs was the wolfiest wolf. Of course, cocky Snarl offered to go first. He firmly planted his paws, and got into the “pose”. He definitely looked the part! He gathered air into his chest, and let out a massive … well to be honest it sounded like a cat purring. He sure did foozle that! Even Snagletooth laughed, saying, “That was naught but a brabble, pup!” I decided I would go last, to test the competition. I would soon get my chance.