

Kitsune PicnicThe sun shined brightly, after a week of rain. In the neighborhood park, the flowers woke up, displaying their colorful petals for all to admire. The children swung on swings, slid on slides, and played in the sand, while their parents sat on park benches, chatting away with the latest gossip. There were also joggers with their ipods on and pet owners walking their dogs, while the occasional array of suburban animals, such as squirrels and robins, frolicking on the grass or gliding from tree to tree. It looked as though it was going to be a normal day in the park; on the surface, that is. &nbsKitsune Picnic


JourneyHow long has it been Since I feel in Surrendering myself To the briny deepJourney
No longer am I human But a child of Poseidon With webbed skin Between each bony digit
Protected now By this oceanic terrain Swimming its endless roads With the scaly locals
No one will harm me Land lovers wouldnt dare The advantage is mine And no one else
Ill swim these seas For as long as I can But to where Not even I know


The HunterConcealed in the tall grass A body of orange With black stripesThe Hunter
He waits Patiently Downwind With the breeze Carrying the aroma Of prey
Large paws move Slowly Inch by inch Softly touching the field
With muscles tense In preparation Crouching low To the ground With whiskers twitching And a tail curling
The trap is set Its now or never
Ready And Pounce!
Springing Flying Landing on the target


Angel Woods Book One-Chapter 4Chapter 4 A History LessonAngel Woods Book One-Chapter 4
We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it -We Didnt Start The Fire Billy Joel
Everything became dark and still. The moon burning with silver light couldnt be seen, as well as the sparkling stars. There was nothing to make the dark atmosphere become more clear. Silence filled the lifeless void, replacing the honks, barks, and yells of suburbia. Even the hard rock ground became
Devious Comments
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Life begins when you can die happy
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And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?
Panic! at the Disco
Um.
I mean... KittyRose.
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Life begins when you can die happy
What I liked about it was the description you gave for it. It added to the mood of the picture as well as the subject and the story you were trying to tell.
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And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?
Panic! at the Disco
so what was it you liked most?
Thank you very much for faving 'A King´s Message'! I´m glad you like it.
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nuthatch
If you use it to draw a picture, you should let me know! I am excited about it! It is my first [and currently. . .my only] tutorial!
[And sorry that it took several months for me to reply to your fav! I have been slow lately!]
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we are the favoured of mother gaia, we are the real garou, the werewolves that nightmares are made of.
(C)-white wolf-werewolves apocalypse
I appreciate it
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Release your creative potential!!!
*norwegianART
*Emoticiety
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Kalira-Liadain, BlackWolfDS, kaheaniehal, sabrewolfqueen
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...Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you...
nightwish <3
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YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT POWER
Thanks for the watch =^^+
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your friendly neighborhood goth
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