“Wolves”, Kian whispered, “They must have tracked us”. Just as he said it we saw them, a pack of them all peering out from a long forested land with hundreds of snow covered trees and dark shadows, their eyes glowing an off yellow colour, the virus inside them peering out to greet us.
Mercedes Prunty is a writer, reader, mother and wife and can't think of anything better than going for days out with her family, reading a new book with a cup of tea or working hard on her new novel. She reads pretty much anything but prefers to write Horror/ Zombie apocalyspe novels and also Action/ Adventure with some spiritual hints but plans on writing many more and her WIP's are with some different genre's.