by .:Transferring:. » Mon Feb 07, 2011 1:33 pm
Darkshade took another bite, licking her whiskers once she had finished chewing. She looked up at the sun setting in the sky. "Hmm, maybe I will go out on the moonrise patrol tomorrow," she pondered aloud. "I'm to tired tomight.
Surfer ChicaOut of the water, I am nothing.
Surfing is for life.
It's like the mafia, once you're in,
you're in.
It's all about where your mind's at.
When I surf, I tend to think the
world ain't such a bad place after all.