by NovaSkye » Sun Nov 08, 2015 4:13 pm
||Ravenpaw||Apprentice||Mood: Tense||Tags: Open||
Once Ravenpaw was a distance from camp, he ran at full pace, his lithe form stretching. His pawsteps were quiet, and he smiled as he ran. He reached the old camp, and scented the air for the twolegs. Noticing that they were still a good distance away, he padded over to the freshkill pile and grabbed the freshest prey. Gathering all he could manage, he ran back to the new camp and set the prey in the pile.
I used to love this site. I was very active, helped around with LO/LO, and engaged in the adopt communities. I found myself losing interest and seeing more toxicity on here and from people here over on other websites. I don't find myself on here anymore and I doubt I'll come back. To my friends: I miss you. I hope you're well. Hopefully 2020 gets better for us. See you on the other side.