Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 22:53:14 GMT -5
Many stories told in this small little forest,So ghostly,she couldn't understand why hardly any cats come here. She layed down for a quick second,eachtime she thought about her other home in sereinty fields, her minds think of those two cats. Her tail flicked,"i guess...i'm not the tough type..."
[/color] she said to herself,She tried to act tough to scare that black tom off a grave then another cat came so she tried to act even more tougher,She sighed "Next time i see any of them, i guess i could sorry" she sad to herself again as she looked up to the canopys[/center]
