by bubble9001 » Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:46 am
Fiasha: She followed Diablo until she saw a gorgeous pond with a waterfall coming off of a cliff that went into the little pond. It had a patch of grass on the cliff that would fit two wolves. She looked at Diablo and smiled as she looked into his eyes. She soon frowned when Scar came to mind. I can't do this. I belong to Scar, but I love both Scar and Diablo. Oh, what do I do? She thought to herself.
Carry On my Wayward Son.
There will be peace
when you are done.
Don't you cry no more.