My "Where The Red Fern Grows" Monologue (WIP)

[Freckletail]

So far this is a work in progress, so please don't hate me! This is in the eyes of the ghost coon, if you've ever read the book "Where The Red Fern Grows." I usually post pieces that I would like to add, then if someone comments and says how I can improve it or if it is okay, then I'll add it to the piece above.
Comments and crit welcome!
Ghosts Can Die
I awoke. I smelled the crispiness of the air and I heard the trickling of the river. My silvery coat shown in the moonlight, making me a moon all by myself. The pain of arthritis stung as I clambered down from my perch in the tree. Tonight I should move to a new tree… I thought. I did this for safety reasons almost every other night.

[Freckletail]

How's this to add?
I sniffed the air as I got closer to the river. I smelled the distinct smell of the fish in the river. Licking my chops, I decided that it was time to eat. Suddenly another scent hit the back of my nose. I couldn’t quite distinguish it with the scent of fish on my nose, but I knew that it was too far away to do any harm right now. I finally made it to the river. Seeing silvery figures darting downstream through the river reminded me of my extreme hunger. As I watched one of the smaller fish upstream, heading downstream, I got ready to lash out.

[SkyToastt]

~~~Good so far! Keep going!