by Broken Smiles. » Wed Feb 05, 2014 3:27 pm
(Okee
Ah, I see now. I'm not sure Spot is ready for a mate, but she sure can try to make a move. He isn't the lovey type.)
*} Braylyn {*
Braylyn walked through the streets. Her long fur moved slightly as she walked in the wind. It was rare wind would make it back to the alleys. She loved the feeling. She perked her ears when hearing the sound of other cats. She could smell them too. She smirked. She hasn't incountered any other cats lately. She decided to approach them.
(Sorry, WB)
"I don't know how you do it, but you make me feel the like the prettiest cat on this earth."'But you are, you're beautiful in a special way.""I'm not special, I'm exactly like you, I just want to believe I am because of my, my colors."
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Lights On /
Lights OffI have given out 5 treatsI have given out 0 tricksI have received 1 treatI have received 0 tricksI used to be Mellaa, please don't take my name.
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