Thaurissam saw a cliff, and carefully jumped up on it. He stopped to gaze at the ocean surrounding the cave. The water felt serene to look at, like blue flowing stone. Thaurissam glanced at the horizon, silvery shining clouds wrapping around a sliver of sun. Suddenly he felt tired, his muscles relaxing and his legs folding downwards as he settled down to sleep, his gray fur accented with breezes and peach-colored light.
He was in a ditch. More surprisingly, he was a pup. His stubby legs were much less muscular then they were in his adult form. Thaurissam looked around him. Nobody there but a tiny, tiny wolf pup, much smaller than him. It was beige. He tried speaking to the curled up wolf. "Hello."
, he said.
The wolf pup answered with a small reply. Not much, but it was nice. Suddenly, Thaurissam felt dizzy, falling over.
He woke up. It was midnight. Thaurissam glanced around him, not noticing a cloud in the rough shape of a heart far off to the right side of the moon.
(( I liked the first paragraph.