by puppy176 » Wed Feb 01, 2012 10:27 am
Mishka was shaking in her sleep.she was cold so she got up,half awake.and brought some fresh warm Hay and grass to her bed.she covered up in it,then fell asleep.
Mist.made sure was away.from forest.she needed some tome alone.she was sad,and anger flowed in her eyes.she finally gave out a loud long howl.
Chain watched the woods,trying to see if mist would appear.
Lakita angrily crept over to the fresh kill pile,and started eating again.then she said,"I think instead of having others in this.pack,I think it should just be me.besides,they are weaker then me."
Jar Of Broken Hearts<3Horses are my passion.
I will ride and ride til I die.Horses are wonderful,
And is one of the best gifts you could ever recive.
My trainer says I'm a natural born rider.
And I will keep my promise to ride horses forever until the holy spirit,
Calls my name.