My First Book

I don't remember a lot of my earlier books -- many about dragons or my dog, Lilly -- and I have faint memories of writing a huge encyclopedia of animals that existed many years ago (including dragons, of course) but the first book I remember writing that I truly consider being a story is A Blind Journey. It's about a young cat by the name of Smoak (pronounced Smoke) and her wolf friend Darla. Smoak was blinded as a young kit by human waste thrown into a river near her home. The waste nearly killed her but she escaped with her life, minus her vision. Later, when she felt suffocated by her family and friends, she escaped into the forest and met Darla, a young pup that moved into her homeland with a fairly large pack by the name of the Blood Moon Wolves. However, the Blood Moon Wolves weren't the only pack to move into the area, the other being a dark pack led by the infamous wolf Nefar. Nefar and his pack have been at war with the Blood Moon Wolves for ages.  The story is then about Smoak gaining the trust of Darla's pack and the pair of them standing against Nefer and all his darkness. I'm very fond of this story but it needs a lot of editing to be readable.