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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:19 am
Gage watched them leave and layed next to ice. He nuzzled her gently and layed his head on his paws
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:23 am
~I.Am.Me~ wrote:Sam looked at Neal and pushed the rabbit toward him "you killed it, you should eat it" she shrugged and continued walking
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:44 am
Gage nods, tears in his eyes. "yeah, it's me icy it's Gagey" he licked her head and nuzzled her
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:55 am
Gage smiled weakly at her "ice your gonna hurt yourself." he sighed and nuzzled her gently again
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 12:00 pm
Gage smiled at her "same old icy, always getting herself into trouble" he grinned at her
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by icetea~ » Mon Apr 30, 2012 12:02 pm
*IceTea* wrote:(Ohj guys...since Pierce's pic never showed...this'll be her ^^ sorry if its big ^^
http://images.kaneva.com/filestore4/345 ... 2/wolf.jpg )
Pierce roamed around.She huttled next to her brother Darcia.She hated dark shady places, she'd so rather be basking in the sunlight on a dusty stone then getting cold, and spooked by old legends and crepy crawlies in the dark.She lightly padded down a rock path for she disliked the soft spongey moss, or the decaying leaves that would cruch underneath you giving the slightest hint to any prederators out there.Soon as she came down to a bright meadow, the sun made her lovely red coat glisten and gleam,Definatley one of the most softest and beautiful furs around.She immediately exhaled and smiled a bit feeling better leaving the woods.
Darcia stood close to his sister, as he peered down at her watching her shake like a rattle.He nuzzled her and licked her cheek lovingly.
''It's ok we're almost out..'' and before they knew it they came to a large clearing.
''See....everything is fine..'' he smiled.He said that but thought about it for a minute.Every move they made was cautious for the past could not be forgotten.He was always alert and ready for ambushes and intruders, And when he hunted he always ate the most nutritous parts of the carcass when he could, to keep his mascular build to protect himself and pierce.Yet when ever he glanced at pierce and saw her thin body i made him cringe,So most oftenly he always gave the most valued pieces to her.
Infact Pierce's body was thin or showing bones.It was normal for a fae.To have a beutiful, shapley build with a sleek chest and small stomach.
(Recap please ^^ thanks...anyone wanna RP w/ my charries?)

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by SnowFiery » Mon Apr 30, 2012 12:07 pm
((Sam is free))
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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