by wolfmystery777 » Fri Oct 21, 2011 2:31 pm
Even with the attempt to hide it, Paint still noticed it when she first walked into the light. She stared at it, reminding her of her father when he returned from a tremendous fight. She smiled weakly as she inched closer, "um... You wouldn't have...um... Gotten that from a fight would you?" she asked just having to know this wolf's story of his scar. Her ears flicked forward as she watched him, she started becoming a little more relaxed.
“Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that as well.”