May 29, 2014, 12:31 AM
(This post was last modified: May 31, 2014, 05:19 AM by Blue Willow.)
Aww thanks. I enjoy this thread myself <3
Truth be told had Blue been privy to his thoughts had she known he thought her hot she would have been intensely bashful herself. As it were she didn't know, but she did see his bashful grin and it made her smile even more. It was dashing on his masculine face made him look a bit boyish and ornery. She imagined he had been an ornery devil as a child all of them really. Blue felt overly warm for her pelt ,especially when she realized she had been caught staring. She shifted herself and tightened her tail around her paws.
She thought about the sadness and confusion regarding the Perry and Hawkeye decision, but she found she was not entirely surprised. She would never divulge that small chestnut of knowledge to anyone, as no one needed to know. She attributed her lack of surprise merely to the tension of the first meeting she had ever been too and the scarcity of Hawkeye these many weeks. you are welcome I deeply respect your brother and he is the first friend I have ever made on my own and in general.
As Willow reflected on them all in the family she realized she had helped every single one except for the one who sat before her. She hoped she could help him in someway someday as well.
Blue smiled sadly He was and hopefully still would be my very best friend. She sat for a moment thinking of the scarred storyteller that she called father. His life had been troubled, oh but he had persevered he was a strong man and an honorable one. His name is Sun Spark and once upon a time, a long time ago he went by a different name, a warriors name, but he left that life and his name far behind him, when he met my mother and he never spoke of it. He has always called me little tree. He has this slight accent but from where I am afraid I don't know. He has a melodious voice, and when he tells a story, as well, as when he speaks, it's safe and warm, and curls around you like a warm pelt in a cold winter. He is an honorable wolf, a brave wolf with a golden heart. He always told me to leave another better than I found them. He loves me unconditionally and he taught me most of what I know. He taught me to be brave, and true to myself and to never lose my curiosity. I miss him very much. she blinked shyly and tilted her muzzle in embarassment.
I'm sorry I talk a lot. what about you were you close to your parents? Your mothers nickname was Mo yes?
Truth be told had Blue been privy to his thoughts had she known he thought her hot she would have been intensely bashful herself. As it were she didn't know, but she did see his bashful grin and it made her smile even more. It was dashing on his masculine face made him look a bit boyish and ornery. She imagined he had been an ornery devil as a child all of them really. Blue felt overly warm for her pelt ,especially when she realized she had been caught staring. She shifted herself and tightened her tail around her paws.
She thought about the sadness and confusion regarding the Perry and Hawkeye decision, but she found she was not entirely surprised. She would never divulge that small chestnut of knowledge to anyone, as no one needed to know. She attributed her lack of surprise merely to the tension of the first meeting she had ever been too and the scarcity of Hawkeye these many weeks. you are welcome I deeply respect your brother and he is the first friend I have ever made on my own and in general.
As Willow reflected on them all in the family she realized she had helped every single one except for the one who sat before her. She hoped she could help him in someway someday as well.
Blue smiled sadly He was and hopefully still would be my very best friend. She sat for a moment thinking of the scarred storyteller that she called father. His life had been troubled, oh but he had persevered he was a strong man and an honorable one. His name is Sun Spark and once upon a time, a long time ago he went by a different name, a warriors name, but he left that life and his name far behind him, when he met my mother and he never spoke of it. He has always called me little tree. He has this slight accent but from where I am afraid I don't know. He has a melodious voice, and when he tells a story, as well, as when he speaks, it's safe and warm, and curls around you like a warm pelt in a cold winter. He is an honorable wolf, a brave wolf with a golden heart. He always told me to leave another better than I found them. He loves me unconditionally and he taught me most of what I know. He taught me to be brave, and true to myself and to never lose my curiosity. I miss him very much. she blinked shyly and tilted her muzzle in embarassment.
I'm sorry I talk a lot. what about you were you close to your parents? Your mothers nickname was Mo yes?
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