I'd never presume to teach my granny to do that... she'd slap me upside the head ;)
On the other hand, I would presume to follow in the esteemed footsteps of @neilstrauss and hope that some of my experience could benefit my fellow Steemians.
Below are two passages - both are from my first book and until five minutes ago, there was only one.
I've edited the first passage. Once, it looked like this:
Hazel and Nichasin were once again on the outskirts of town. They were so deep into their Wolf psyche that they had taken flight when they had heard Anton approaching, just as wild animals would have. They fled to the countryside and instinct took them back to where they had killed the previous night, at the gypsy camp. In the bushes where she had lured the gypsy to his death, they found nothing, so he had been claimed: either by his people or by animals from the forest.
The gypsies were still encamped at the bottom of the slope so it was probable that they had not yet missed him. The two Wolves watched the campfires for a little while and were just setting off again when they heard voices from behind them. Startled, they froze as one. Crouching, their fur camouflaging them in the shadows they saw the owners of the voices. Two teens were walking towards the camp, a girl and a boy. She was gazing up at him in obvious infatuation but he was under no such spell. He held her arm, but not in the manner that a courting lad would hold his lass’s arm, he was controlling her direction.
When she saw the gypsy camp below them, she seemed to come out of the trance she was in and looked from the camp to her lover and back again.
Now, it looks like this:
Hazel and Nichasin prowled once again on the outskirts of town. They sank so deep into their Wolf psyche that they took flight when they heard Anton approaching, just as wild animals would.
The pair fled to the countryside and instinct took them back to where they made their kill on the previous night; at the gypsy camp. In the bushes where she lured the gypsy to his death, they found nothing. The corpse claimed; either by his people or by animals from the forest.
The gypsies remained encamped at the bottom of the slope so it was probable they had not yet missed the victim. The two Wolves watched the campfires for a little while and turned to set off once more.
They heard voices of Humes approaching from behind. Startled, the Wolves froze as one. Crouching, camouflaged by their fur in the shadows, they saw the owners of the voices. Two teens walked towards the camp; a girl and a boy. She gazed up at him in obvious infatuation but he was under no such spell. He held her arm. Not in the manner that a courting lad would hold his lass’s arm, however. He controlled her direction with a firm, perhaps rough grip.
When she saw the gypsy camp below them, she seemed to come out of the trance she was in and looked from the camp to her lover and back again.
As you can see by comparing the two passages, there are subtle differences that add pace and description to the story, giving more detail and drawing the reader in.
It's not difficult to do and if you would like help or advice on this matter, I'll be making more posts like this.
If, on the other hand, everyone feels I'm trying to teach my granny to suck eggs, I'll accept the virtual slap upside the head and find something else to write about ;)