by Hopeflower » Mon Feb 15, 2010 11:23 pm
Demontalon had begun to limp, the long trek aggravating her injury. She clenched her jaw against the pain, saying nothing about it, and pressed on, glad for Blazeheart's presence at her shoulder. Swift gave her a concerned look. He opened his mouth, about to ask if she wanted to find a den for the night, but she caught him looking and gave him a glare that said clearly, "Don't say a word." Fireflower and Flamesight took it in turns to glance back and make sure the young she-cat could keep up the pace.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown