by Sapphy. » Tue Feb 22, 2011 3:13 am
( Ok. Sapphire will just jump right in! Lol. )
Sapphire yawned as she padded threw the forest, her black fur standing out from the sunny afternoon. She sat down next to a pine tree, smiling like usual, and picked up a rose. It looked so perfect to her... She was just like it. Perfect, but so calm, that no one really cared to even look. "The world is falling apart again little flower, but sometimes we must find the strength to hold on." She said wiseley, and put the rose back of the ground, into a hole, and burried it, its leaves and the flower sticking out, so the little branch could one day grow to make more... One day soon it would, and maybe Sapphire would come back to see its progress. She always did that. It was a habit. She was calm, silent, lovly, sweet, unnoticed... But it didn't make a diffrence. She knew roses had thorns, just like her. It was one of the advangtages of being her. She was to simple, it made her complicated.-