(Sorry, but not accepted, as we already have a moonpaw, so if you could, please change the prefix of the name, and the picture isn't working properly... O-o )
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
⚜Ƭคℓợภรtคг⚜ wrote:ReedPaw nodded and set the rabbit on the fresh kill pile then came back and sat next to SplashPaw.
"So...is that all you could find..?" Spalshpaw asked, trying to ignore the pain in her leg.
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
"Alright," Wildclaw said. "This might hurt..." She gave Splashpaw a stick. "Bite down on it when it hurts." Wildclaw felt her leg, then with an enormous push, she plopped the bone back in its joint.
Splashpaw bit down, hard, on the stick as her leg was put back into place.
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband