by »»вℓυє•мσση•ωσℓƒ©«« » Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:18 pm
Icepaw Turned Back To The Fresh Kill Pile And Searched Through The Meats And Pulled Out The Old Rotten Ones. "Eww....Grosss!" She Muttered.She Sighed And Picked Up One Of The Two Rotten Birds And Began To Trot Towards The Border So None Could Smell It.
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Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower
But only so an hour
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay
-Robert Frost
-The OutSiders