Change of Heart (dead, please lock...)

[.sleepwalkers.]

(bump
;n; wolves we need yuuuu)

[.sleepwalkers.]

(bump omg ;n; where is everyone...)

Dear friends,

I fear this roleplay is coming to an end. It has been very fun to roleplay with you all, and my roleplay skills have improved massively since I first created this thread. But, all good things must come to an end.
I will probably be closing this roleplay. It is not moving along like it used to, and I think sometimes we are all a little busy, especially at this time. You will be pleased to know I am writing a book about the magnificent story we have all created, and I will give credit to you. Some names will be changed, but I'm sure you'll know who is who
Unless circumstances change, I will be closing Change of Heart. I have really enjoyed roleplaying with you guys.

~Chroma xxx

[2243422]

(Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I'm really gonna miss this rp!!!!!!!)

[Queen_Conker]

(same :c Schools been really keeping me buys, and i keep getting massive writers blocks. SOrry for not being on enough D: Imma really miss this)

[.sleepwalkers.]

(Its not because of you. It's because of... Well, right now is a busy time for us all. And we'll all still be friends. And I might make more rps in the future.)

[2243422]

(Alright. I understand. Invite me to any rps you think I'd like!!!!)

[.sleepwalkers.]

(Or...
We can try to revive it.)

[2243422]

(I'll leave that up to you guys.)

[.sleepwalkers.]

Syrdan
Feeling;; worried
Location;; forest
With;; Corpal

I almost jumped out of my skin when the lightning struck. I saw a flaring tree fall, and the rain was thick and relentless. I glanced at Corpal, worried lines appearing on my weathered face. I picked her up, placed her on my shoulders and shifted into leopard form, the droplets running off my patterned fur. Hold on tight, I muttered and began springing through the forest towards camp.

[.sleepwalkers.]

(I'd better end this nicely.)

Tense fear filled the air, mingled with determination. Faolan glanced at her mate, Blade, a look of sadness and tenacity on her pale face.
"I guess this is the beginning," she muttered. She sighed and turned back to the fading cloud-streaked sky.
"The beginning of a revolution," Blade replied, the same unchanging expression dominating his normal one. The crafter, Syrdan, stepped forward, gazing out over the scene.
"Whatever happens," he began, "We will always be a clan."
"A family," corrected Reyna, a frightened Corpal at her side. Kaori stood, poised, with a flint spear in his hands. Talia was mounted on a magnificent, regal silver unicorn, at least five daggers on her bearskin belt. As the people, or rather lab shifters, clambered out of the helicopter onto the island where magic was born, they found a nasty suprise. The two groups glared at each other for a while. Then Faolan stepped forward a little. She closed her eyes, her heart hammering against her chest, echoing in her ears. She felt it, all through her. This is where they all belonged. And no-one was going to take their home. She opened her eyes, raising her head, and the look on her face was terrifying. The whole clan raised their weapons in the air, and bellowed in unison...

"FOR KATULA!!!"

The end...
Or is it?