Wolf Runner Seriese

I will be working on a small, book, called the Wolf Runner Series, It is based on a world where humans believed in the Sky mother and the Earth father and all of them spirits, so it might not make sense, but it's still in progress.

I have made a sample below:

The sky darkens grey as the crows lay silent in the snow, mocking my every move with there hollow black eyes and earthy legs, they scatter around the treetops hiding from the one prey I search, the last one is near, yet so far, I smell the scent but cannot, the clouds grow thicker, killing of the great fire, the sky mother has died and the sea demon has prevailed in place, there are no more hunts, the smell of wet clouds my nose as I search for the last, the one I have searched for all these years. The night was unlaid and the day was beckoning away, the forest grew farther away as the wavy earth grew closer, the night had swallowed all life to be seen, but had left its dead prey for a trap, the day had striked the last of the pack, the last of the pack was near and must be killed, the pack wolf must be killed to make tribute to the sky mother and sea father, why chase this fool, when he will be killed by the father wet? The question remains to be claimed by a aura, a scent off which the sky can carry, the night grows near and the sky mother grows more angry with this wolf as the wet, comes from above, a storm of stones, the hail tumbling down the mountain as I walk through the pain, I catch a scent, very familiar, yet unrecognisable, it was the wolf, the last, the one, sitting under it’s cave, helpless, careless, easy prey, the sky shoots light, and loud noises drown my ears, scaring off the last, the wolf runs knowing the sky mother was becoming impatient with me, I run after him, the wet splashing in my face as I run through the scorching storm of stones, the wolf turns and ready’s for battle, I raise my muzzle as I jump from the rock and into the arena , this is the night, the night I had waited for, over days off tracking and hunting, the sky mother shot another light, and drowning the last wolfs ears, I take advantage, I race towards the wolf and try for it’s neck, missing I hit it’s ear, the whining was impeccable, drowning out the light from the sky mother, I was amazed at this and growled my best, coming at me I jump out of the way running towards the wolf full speed, past it, I chug myself against its muzzle and use my paws to clench the earth beneath, giving a breath to apologize to the earth father for the pain, I push roads against the wolf, bursting through a tree into a birch garden, I breath heavily and jump at the wolf, it repeats the move as we clash in mid-air, I fall, and lay on top off the wolf. The sound had gone, the night had returned, the sky was blue again, the light flows down onto my fur giving the hot needed, I clench my jaw around the wolf, laying on the ground, helpless and tired, I quickly rip, I have made the kill, the hunt was good, I have fought the fight, and won.

Just say what you think and post any sughestions you may have, thank you.

Ever herd something called the enter key?

Like I said, not finished, it will be converted too paraghraphs later, and it will be moded to make sense in some bits.