by SukarettoYanagi » Wed Mar 06, 2013 2:39 pm
;u;
Oh my gosh!
My boy's all grown up.
Harepelt stalked through the forest. The wind felt good in his fur as he lifted his nose to the wind, on the sreach for what ever prey he could find.
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SukarettoYanagi on Thu Mar 07, 2013 11:03 am, edited 1 time in total.
6/10/13
My cat died in my arms.
Rest in peace, baby girl.
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not even time can shut them up.
Sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together.
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by SukarettoYanagi » Wed Mar 06, 2013 2:50 pm
Yeah, from now on you'll find more develped hunt posts from me and a similar post afterward telling of his successes and failures. C:
Harepelt disheartedly carried a pidgion. He'd missed a squirrel and a large mouse. He felt as though he'd failed his mentor and his Clan.
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6/10/13
My cat died in my arms.
Rest in peace, baby girl.
The World
Moonrats
When the dead have something to say,
not even time can shut them up.
Sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together.
-Merilyn Monroe
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