by myth; » Tue Aug 21, 2012 4:31 am
Panting and dashing through the high grass, Holly saw the feet of the elk getting closer and closer to her snapping jaws. She had mis-judged this elk and the sick looking male seemed to be the fittest one there! Growling she leapt and crashed down on his neck, biting his soft wind pipe; killing him instantly. But there was a deadly problem. She was in pack lands.
I've quit chicken smoothie.
I might log in every now and then but don't expect me to.
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sticks and stones may break our bones...
... But words can be fatal.
Be mindful of the feelings of others and treat them how you want to be treated.