by >smooch » Mon Dec 31, 2012 9:49 am
Sorrel stared at Willow. "Willow, stay down. Get some rest. I'll go get you some water from the stream." She rushed out of camp barley feeling the bushes rustling by her side. She got to the stream and found a large leaf and filled it with water by resting it in the stream. She grasped it cafefully when it was completely full and galloped back to camp.
{{ please call me cameron. }}
❝ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ғʀᴇᴇ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴ'. ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ
ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ
ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ. ᴡʜᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅs
ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ? sᴜɢᴀʀ,
ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's
ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.❞