by Forcing.Laughter » Thu Oct 10, 2013 3:03 am
softwing glanced back with a pretty gleam in her eye. she looked ahead again, her pelt gleaming silver in the light
firestorm sat with the cats below, as he looked up at snowstar with a proud expression
“To me, Fearless is not the absence of fear. It's not being completely unafraid. To me, Fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.”