by Hopeflower » Sun Oct 03, 2010 2:49 pm
"Where do you think you're going, little one?" Lightstorm meowed, amused, as he leaned over Heatherpelt to pick the adventurous kit up by the scruff and place him back at his mother's side. "He has your spirit," the light brown tabby purred. "His eyes aren't even open and he already wants to explore." Lightstorm puffed out his chest proudly. "Fogcloud was the same way, if I recall correctly," the white tom mewed.
"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