by TyrannoTitan » Mon Oct 22, 2007 1:04 am
Harsh, but she speaks the truth. Firestreak mewed, glancing at Bloodspill, his gaze softening. He coughed uncomfortably, resisting-barely-the urge to smack himself, shifting on the branch. Uh...ya...so...Lets change subject! Firestreak meowed happily, glancing from Claw to Bloodspill.