by Hopeflower » Wed Jun 27, 2007 3:27 pm
Steeltalon smelled Shadowleaf and Sandstorm before she saw them, and when she did she winced in sympathy. Shadowleaf was unconcious and covered in wounds. Steeltalon got up and growled, "Put her here." Silver woke up and ran out of the caves, curious and concerned at the same time. "Silver, I need you to find some moss and soak it in the stream." Steeltalon herself darted over to the trees and returned a moment later with a compy dangling limpy from her jaws. Silver didn't waste any time, running as fast as she could to the base of a mossy tree and gathering as much moss as she could carry.
"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