White Fang Imagery

The hair bristled up on the gray cub's back, but it bristled silently. How was he to know that this thing that sniffed was a thing at which to bristle? It was not born of any knowledge of his, yet it was the visible expression of the fear that was in him, and for which, in his own life, there was no accounting. But fear was accompanied by another instinct-that of concealment. The cub was in a frenzy of terror, yet he lay without movement or sound, frozen, petrified into immobility, to all appearances dead. His mother, coming home, growled as she smelled the wolverine's track, and bounded into the cave and licked and nuzzled him with undue vehemence of affection. And the cub felt that somehow he has escaped a great hurt. (Chapter 7, Page 153-154)

They moved. He placed his paw on one, and it's movements were accelerated. This was a source of enjoyment to him. He smelled it. He picked it up in his mouth. It struggled and tickled his tongue. At the same time he was made aware of a sensation of hunger. His jaws closed together. There was a crunching of fragile bones, and warm blood ran in his mouth.The taste of it was good. (Chapter 7, Page 157)

The she-wolf sprang upon her and pinned her down. The cub saw little of the battle. There was a tremendous snarling and spitting and screeching. The two animals threshed about, the lynx ripping and tearing with her claws and using her teeth as well, while the she-wolf used her teeth alone. (Chapter 8, Page 164-165)

The other Indians laughed loudly, and urged the man on to pick up the cub. As the hand descended closer and closer, there raged within the cub a battle of the instincts. He experienced two great impulsions-to yield and to fight. The resulting action was a compromise. He did both. He yielded till the hand almost touched him. Then he fought, is teeth flashing in a snap that sank the into the hand.The next moment he received a clout alongside the head that knocked him over on his side. Then all fight fled out of him. His puppyhood and the instinct of submission took charge of him. He sat up on his haunches and ki-yi'd. But the man whose hand he had bitten was angry. The cub received a clout on the other side of his head. Whereupon he sat up and ki-yi'd louder than ever.  (Chapter 9 Page 168-169)

They half circled about each other, tentatively, snarling and bristling. This lasted for several minutes, and White Fang was beginning to enjoy it, as a sort of game. But suddenly, with remarkable swiftness, Lip-lip leaned in. delivered a slashing snap, and leaped away again. The snap had taken effect on the shoulder that had been hurt by the lynx and that was still sore deep down near the bone. The surprise and hurt of it brought a yelp out of White Fang; but the next moment, in a rush of anger he was upon Lip-lip and snapping viciously. (Chapter 9, Page 174-175)  

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2 years ago
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I really liked how each of your pictures described a lot of what was in the paragraph. the paragraphs you picked showed a lot of imagery and I thought they were good choices to show imagery.

2 years ago
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I liked your imagery but I think some of the examples could use length

2 years ago
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some of your photos were varied from the passages but overall it was good.

2 years ago
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I really enjoyed your imagery. I didn't even need the pictures to imagine the paragraphs. But the pictures were chosen perfectly for each paragraph.