by Hopeflower » Mon Sep 24, 2007 11:15 pm
Bloodspill meowed coldly, "I think we can manage." She looked up at the faint gray outline of the mountains and meowed, "If we want to get to this Clan of yours before the brown tabby has her kits..." Hawksight snarled warningly, but Bloodspill went on, "we'd better hurry." Hawksight hissed, "Is our pace too slow for you?" Bloodspill gave her a blank look. "I didn't say anything of the kind," she snarled. Great. Now I'm hearing things! Hawksight thought, groaning inwardly.
"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