by Hopeflower » Tue Oct 23, 2007 7:38 pm
Bloodspill sighed. "Not for a few moons," she mewed. "But they might hunt me down first...the FireCats, they like to call themselves, because they're all bright ginger," she added, trying to explain. "They took my old territory. I intend to go back there, reclaim my land...and then entrust it to someone else. Then I'll come back here...maybe settle down and raise a family." She stared off into the distance, a thoughtful expression on her features.
"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