by limerence! » Mon Jan 04, 2016 5:52 am
Featherkit sniffed her way to where 'Hiddenheart' had went. She snuck out the camp, and kept sniffing. Her paws soon became worn out, and she could badly hop herself up. She had reached an unfamiliar scent line. She kept going, then collapsed in exhaustion. Little did she know that Hidden was right behind her.
Willowstream was about to round the kits up, when she froze in shock. "Featherkit?" She mumbled. She looked around. "Featherkit!" She called out. She quickly trotted around camp, looking under and between aver Rick and crack. "Featherkit!!" She yowled in a mix of fear and worry.
in the age of information, ignorance is a choice.
black lives are needed.
black lives are beautiful.
black lives are everything.
matter is just an understatement.
ello, uh, i’m atlanta. half russian half jamaican, full sneaker hoarder c: