by childo » Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:19 am
Leo nodded and saw horse tracks in the dirt, there was also footsteps and drag marks "I think we're on the right path"
Tesaro shook his head and whinnied,he flicked his tail in an irritated way, he hated being held back.
Chenoa, my fursona.
(Made transparent by Geirou, and created by Geirou)
Spirits walking through the night,
Glowing with their souls alight,
Out of the resting place an angel stirs,
Casting away the halo of hers,
The rebellious words that she spoke,
Took away heavens hope,
Fallen angels own your soul.
