Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Иιɢнтωιиɢ & Ƨℓɛɛριиɢ
Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ
Swanfoot rustled in her sleep, letting out a sigh and stretching out one of her legs before settling back down.
Δитcℓαω
Ƭσмcαт | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя
Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ
Antclaw laid down next to her, giving her a sympathetic smile. "We'll worry about that when or if it happens, but I promise, as long as I live, no harm will come to you or anyone you love." he whispered, looking at Dagger. The black cat loosened the serious mood, licking Dagger's cheek. "Get some sleep. I know you're tired."
Δρρℓɛραω
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят
Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc
The scent of lavender consumed the cats around Mossheart. Applepaw took in a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. She burrowed deeper into her mother's fur, a couple tears streaming down her cheeks. Was this her and her siblings fault? Did Mossheart die because of them? A couple more tears rolled down her face as the darkness consumed the world around her and she fell into a dreamless yet terrifying sleep.
[/quote]Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Иιɢнтωιиɢ & Ƨℓɛɛριиɢ
Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ
Swanfoot rustled in her sleep, letting out a sigh and stretching out one of her legs before settling back down.
Δитcℓαω
Ƭσмcαт | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя
Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ
Antclaw laid down next to her, giving her a sympathetic smile. "We'll worry about that when or if it happens, but I promise, as long as I live, no harm will come to you or anyone you love." he whispered, looking at Dagger. The black cat loosened the serious mood, licking Dagger's cheek. "Get some sleep. I know you're tired."
Δρρℓɛραω
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѧσƨƨнɛαят
Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc
The scent of lavender consumed the cats around Mossheart. Applepaw took in a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. She burrowed deeper into her mother's fur, a couple tears streaming down her cheeks. Was this her and her siblings fault? Did Mossheart die because of them? A couple more tears rolled down her face as the darkness consumed the world around her and she fell into a dreamless yet terrifying sleep.