by sunflower, » Mon Apr 04, 2016 6:21 am
"The kid is gonna die." Emma muttered to herself- happy to finally be alone. She closed her eyes, and shook her dull pelt. "Husky, could you.. Possibly... Give me a warning? If something's bad going to happen to... Us?" She asked, looking up at the sky, trying to find me.
my dream pets are the mini huskies from christmas 2008
