by iRabid Coffee » Mon Mar 21, 2011 7:37 am
Splatterpelt stood over the apprentice and watched her carefully, her green eyes alert and her cut up, notched ears erect. No cat would die on her watch, not if she could help it. This apprentice was from a looser clan, a clan that may not hold it's bonds, boundaries, or rules together too well. If it had been a tight clan, it would look very bad on that clan.
Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
Mummified my teenage dreams
No, nothing wrong with me
The kids are all wrong,
The stories are off
Heavy metal broke my heart