by sardonicSeldom » Mon May 16, 2011 6:08 am
Sparkfoot's fur tingled where Hawkshadow bushed against it, and she padded quickly after him.
"so, Hawkshadow, do you like anyone?" Sparkfoot just had to ask, that was one of the reasons her paws itched, He probably does like someone, but I'm sure it's not me, I mean, come on! Who would... she was not the prettiest in the clan, but she hoped someone would like her.
"But suddenly something fragile snapped inside the pale girl, and the witch that had been so brittle yet whole, decided to set a fire that even her herself could not hope to put out."