by Hopeflower » Mon Oct 08, 2007 9:07 pm
"You'll see," Bloodspill meowed over her shoulder, arriving in a clearing covered in short-clipped grass. A black path stretched away from the cats' paws. Bloodspill sat down at the edge of the path calmly. "The Thunderpath," she meowed, not flinching as a monster roared past her. The wind tugged at her pelt, her flank stinging as grit flew at her from under the monster's paws.
"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