Hello all, I would have put a ti
tle up here, but I don't have one yet.  O.O  Suggestions much appreciated.  I'd also like to say, parts of these are just things I typed down when an idea came to mind.  To be fixed up and edited later.  ^^  Constructive critisism and advice are always welcomed!  ;D  And since this is the first chapter, it doesn't give much away, and that is the way I intended it to be (I hope it will be a very long book ^^).  Hm..  I guess that's it, hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1~

       Danielle looked into the dog’s sweet brown, surprisingly deep brown eyes.

“I’ll take him,” she told the Adoption Center’s clerk.  The clerk nodded absently, her fingers a peach flurry as she entered all the required information to make an official adoption.

“That’ll be twenty-five dollars, Miss Peterson,” the clerk said as Danielle scratched behind the dog’s russet-colored ears.  He’s ordinary enough, she thought, surveying the dog’s average sizing and normal build, along with a dark russet coat and surprisingly humanlike eyes.  Danielle gave the cash to the clerk, then removed the pitiful scrap of who-knows-what that served as a collar for the dog’s neck, replacing it gently with one of her own.

Walking out of the Adoption Center, she relished the brisk morning air as it rushed past her face and through her hair.  The dog’s tail wagged excitedly, and not just for the pleasure of the wind.  He barked, then followed obediently as Danielle continued ahead, clutching the leash to keep it from the wind’s fierce gusts.  The dog’s red fur was plastered against his sides, giving the illusion of being sopping wet.  She rubbed her arms a bit, and then opened the door of the Sequoia to let the dog in, then got in herself.

          “So what should we name you?”  Danielle asked thoughtfully, pulling out of the small, untidy, poorly kept parking lot of the Adoption Center.  The dog barked and wagged his tail; the plumes on the back of his tail the color of a clean, polished wood floor.

          “What was that?”  She teased, easing onto Walsh Avenue, visibly seeing the car shake with the force of the wind.  Quieting down in unease, Danielle stayed silent for the rest of the drive home.

          As she pulled into the garage of her small but cozy little home, the dog barked again, visibly excited.  He shook his long fur airily, and then hopped out as Danielle opened the back door the car.  She smiled and tousled the dog’s ears and opened the door leading into the small laundry room.  The dog followed her patiently as she walked down a hall and into a kitchen.  She poured some food for the dog, and then flopped onto the couch in the adjoining living room.  Sighing, she pulled out a book and read, listening quietly to the wind howling past her.

          Flipping through the pages absently, not at all interested in the book anymore, she thought about what had drawn her to the yet-to-be-named canine that was now hers.  A flash back zipped through her mind:

A clear, moonlit night.  A dog the color of burnished wood, staring at her from its post on the street.  Then it vanished, like a ghost.

Then the memory was gone, as soon it had come.  Danielle shifted in her seat, feeling confused.  Where did she get that memory?  She hadn’t had it before…  and already it was fading, just as ghostly as the dog that was in it.

            Sighing, Danielle put her book down and went to go check on the dog.  Deep brown eyes, right in front of her.  Taking a sharp intake of breath, she stepped back, realizing it was only the dog.  The dog wagged his tail and gingerly nuzzled her.  Relaxing, Danielle stroked its glossy red head.  Looking down into the eyes, Danielle smiled and whispered, “Ace.”

I don't know why it's in a ton of different fonts.  O.O  I'll have to fix that when I figure it out...  XP

Dragon likes it. And I would love to read the second chapter.

... When I usually write a story, I sometimes think about how it is going to end. In a Naruto FanFic I'm writing about my OC Shinsa Samir, she gets killed by the ninja of her own village... 

((Eh, this is all I could come up wiht.  =|  I might do the whole chapter from the dog's perspective, but I'm not really sure.  I'll toy around with it more.  ^^))

Chapter 2~

          Ace?  That was going to be his name?  The dog looked back tenderly into Danielle’s eyes, feeling not a little frustrated.  But still, she didn’t exactly know…  Ace wagged his tail, trying to feign happiness and not to show his displeasure.   He trotted back into the kitchen, trying to fend off the urge to shift and show her what he was…  to tell her what destiny she would have with him….  But all of that would have to wait.  Just a little longer.  Just a little longer….

          Danielle sighed, walking into the kitchen after Ace.  She didn’t miss his antsy look as she p*censored*ed by him on her way to get a gl*censored* of water.  Placing the gl*censored* down in the counter with a little chink, she bent down and ruffled his ears again.  He whined and wagged his tail, but turned away.   Danielle smiled and shook her head in mock rue, standing back up and retrieving her gl*censored*.  Ace turned back around, studying her with a fierce intensity that made her uncomfortable.

          Danielle slipped out of the kitchen and flipped on the TV, settling down back onto the couch to watch a show about sharks.  Very graphic, she thought, flipping through the channels.  Finally, she settled on a romantic soap opera, one of her favorites.

Nice, now try to continue the chapter in "Ace's" point of view.

I like it. It's very good. How about I help you get out of that writer's block? for example:

Ace could escape from the confines of the house and perhaps run to a nearby woods were Danielle follows him in a attempt to capture him. When she finds him though, he finally reveals what he is and how their destinies are entwined? 

Heh. Thats as good as it gets at the moment. 

Okay, here's Chapter two.  I might change his name, but I'm not entirely convinced I will.  oWo  Tell me what you think.

Chapter 2~

          Ace?  That was going to be his name?  The dog looked back tenderly into Danielle’s eyes, feeling not a little frustrated.  But still, she didn’t exactly know…  Ace wagged his tail, trying to feign happiness and not to show his displeasure.   He trotted back into the kitchen, trying to fend off the urge to shift and show her what he was…  to tell her what destiny she would have with him….  But all of that would have to wait.  Just a little longer.  Just a little longer….

          He heard Danielle follow him into the kitchen.  As she went to the sink and filled a gl*censored* up with water, he whined softly.  She bent down to scratch Ace’s ears, smiling almost imperceptibly.  He pulled out of her embrace, all too tempted to show her what he was.  Padding quietly away from her, he found a round, fluffy dog bed: mostly likely his.  Curling up into small ball, he slept.

          When he next awoke, Ace was bathed in moonlight.  He heard Danielle’s gentle snores down the hall.  Padding quietly along the hallway, he noticed that his nails were clicking irritably on the hardwood floor that matched his coat.  Sighing softly, he watched her gentle breathing as her entered her room.  The lush carpet surrounded his feet, quieting his walking.  Danielle stirred slightly, putting pause in Ace’s gait.  He smiled to himself, a little satisfied that she could subconsciously sense him.  Curling back up into a small ball at the base of her bed, falling asleep to the calming sounds of her even breathing.

          As warm sunlight streamed into Danielle’s bedroom, Ace stirred to find it empty of its original occupant.  Feeling a tremor of possessiveness and worry course through him, he realized he could smell and sense Danielle sloe by.  A mouth-watering scent of bacon drifted in from the kitchen.  Following it, he wagged his tail at Danielle.  She bent down to pet him, crooning something about “Good dog,” and “Such a good boy,” and “We can go for a walk after this.”  Sighing contentedly, Ace stretched and walked to the bowl of dog food she had gestured to.

          Mouthing the bland, dry dog food, Ace thought about what to do next.  He felt like he could explode if he didn’t tell her.  But patience was the key to easing her gently into his world-- their world.  As he impatiently gulped down the rest of his kibble as Danielle did her dishes, he was mentally pacing.  Danielle couldn’t have gotten the leash fast enough.  As she slid the hook into place and the mechanism clipped around his collar, Ace let out an excited yip.

          Ace and Danielle reached the park quickly.  Walking off his excess energy, Danielle could barely keep up. He loved the way she had chuckled and giving his ears an affectionate pat, like she seemed to favor.  Then, she paused and looked up, slightly tensing.  Ace growled, suddenly aware of a male approaching her.  The male was tall, with sandy hair and bright blue eyes.  If Ace hadn’t felt the human’s desire for Danielle, then he would have said he was handsome.  Instantly jealous and protective of her, Ace inched in front of Danielle.

          “James,” greeted Danielle, but no fondness was in her voice.  The man, James, smiled and came closer.

          “Danielle!” he said happily, reaching out to touch her arm.  Ace growled low in his throat, but if the male had noticed, he didn’t show it.  “What a pleasure to see you!  What brings you to this area, my dear?”  James asked, a flirtatious edge to his mock-serious tone.

          “Uh, just walking my new dog…” She trailed off.  Ace sensed her unease, and growled again.

          “Oh!” said James, looking down at Ace as if he were just noticing him for the first time.  “What’s the pooch’s name?”

          “Ace,” Danielle said, sounding tired.  James came closer and surrounding Danielle in a hug.  Ace, infuriated, lunged at James, biting down on the man’s leg.  Leaping back from Ace, James howled in pain, his face a mask of pain.  And Ace had hardly even bitten down.  What a wimp.  But Danielle wasn’t amused.

          “Ace!” she shouted, bringing a hand down to strike him.  Jumping back, Ace looked back at Danielle’s angry face, feeling an overwhelming mixture of hurt and confusion.  Backing up, he ran.

          Ignoring Danielle’s angry calls, Ace pushed on, now trembling uncontrollably.  He only stopped when he was in the dense, safe cover of the forest that edged the park.  Then, he did what he hadn’t done for a long time.  A very long time.  Shifting into his human form, he ran his fingers through his rust-colored hair.  Then, he tensed.  The soft sound of female footfalls sounded behind her.  Ace looked up into Danielle’s eyes.

          “Excuse me, have you seen my dog—Oh, my God.”  A spark of recognition showed in Danielle’s eyes.  “Oh, my God.”  She repeated, taking a step back.  “A-Ace?”  She asked.

          “It’s Aaron,” he muttered fiercely.