Kindred Wolves (1, #1)

My name is Gabrielle and I was born and raised in a small French community in southern Ontario. So small in fact people joked that if you were passing by and blinked, you would miss it, but I won't bore you with small town mumbo jumbo. Let's just say I grew up with horses, large dogs and farming fields as far as the eye could see.My family consists of many people, but here are a few. I have two sisters, one older and one younger, two loving parents who raised me to be kind, smart and a dreamer. A loving fiancé and I can't forget my St-Bernard of course; he loves me too.Now, for as long as I can remember I have always looked up to the sky. At first I wanted to walk on the moon, to be amongst the dark starry night, however, as time went by that dream quickly turned into being a pilot. At first it was an airbus pilot, than a fighter jet pilot, and then a helicopter pilot. I dreamed of nothing else but that pure freedom. So indubitably I went sky diving and loved it. If sky diving isn't on your bucket list I definitely recommend you add it.Of course through all of this I was writing. I began writing at the age of 12 but after losing all 250 pages of my first book on a crashed computer I wasn't certain if I should continue. None the less I began writing a new and different story at 14, and that book would be Kindred Wolves. It took me 2 years to finish writing it and then I began the second and then after the third. And as my writing progressed I started dreaming of a different dream, to be a published author. Now I still have lots of work ahead of me, and although some may be confused as to how I went from wanting to be a pilot to a writer, I am not.You see, I went from the dreamer to the one who creates dreamers. I absolutely love writing, and could not imagine anything more freeing, more beautiful and more wonderful. Writing brings me peace and it makes me happy, what else could possibly compare?