by vixen; » Mon Feb 08, 2016 2:38 pm
Erin looked at him. "Your parents must have really loved you." She said, leaning against him. "The village. It was always crazy, something was always happening. Sometimes we got a new Siren who didn't have a village, or some Siren ran off with a salior. Always something. And always singing. Dinner time, sing. Lunch, sing. Morning, sing. It was a good thing tough. Made life." She paused trying to find the right word. "Colorful." She smiled sadly, missing her village.
hi! i haven't been on this site in years. i'm pretty open to trading away my pets as i doubt that i will be on here again.