by childo » Fri Aug 23, 2013 5:30 pm
Erin laughed at her "come on you're nothing special Willow, that's right I know who you are" he hooked his bow around his torso and took out his knife "you and your pet cat have no worth down here, it wouldn't be worth my time to kill you, think yourself lucky we are letting you go"
Chenoa, my fursona.
(Made transparent by Geirou, and created by Geirou)
Spirits walking through the night,
Glowing with their souls alight,
Out of the resting place an angel stirs,
Casting away the halo of hers,
The rebellious words that she spoke,
Took away heavens hope,
Fallen angels own your soul.
