by .:Transferring:. » Wed Mar 02, 2011 12:19 pm
Moonfeather shuffled her paws. "I know, but..." she trailed off, her ears flat back, onto her skull as she glanced around, scared, almost. "Then you should punish me as well," she murmered softly.
"And me," Crowfur growled, his defiant, stubborn, gaze on Sunstar.
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.