Post by | Amaya | on Nov 24, 2005 19:38:14 GMT -5
((Sorry for being so inactive. I have come back with a better sense on things.))
The female lay quietly by the lake as she stare into it's depths. She gave a deep sigh as she considered why she had come to this town in the first place. 'I've haven't made any true friends and I've been wondering alone. Am I just alone or am I lonely.' She laid her head on her paws as she was now deep in thought. The white femme was considering where he place was in the gang she had joined. " I barely see any of the members and I haven't been meeting any others." Her voice was light and soft like it had always been. She was in a confused and sad mood as she wondered if it was because she just wasn't doing too much. "Maybe I'm just too nice and it makes me weak." Large white tail moved to lay over her muzzle. Honey brown optics held sadness yet she shed no tears. A deep sigh was given as she decided she should just try to shape up more.
Sitting up she tore her gaze away from the lake as she no longer wished to look down at it. She looked up at the sky with a deep longing. The wind blew gently against her snowy white fur. "Starting now I will learn to defend myself more and start training my fighting skills." She didn't like to fight but it was apart of survival and she knew it all along it's just she never wanted to believe it. So much violence in the world that she hoped she could be different. "My kind heart will be my own demise and I know it's true."
The female lay quietly by the lake as she stare into it's depths. She gave a deep sigh as she considered why she had come to this town in the first place. 'I've haven't made any true friends and I've been wondering alone. Am I just alone or am I lonely.' She laid her head on her paws as she was now deep in thought. The white femme was considering where he place was in the gang she had joined. " I barely see any of the members and I haven't been meeting any others." Her voice was light and soft like it had always been. She was in a confused and sad mood as she wondered if it was because she just wasn't doing too much. "Maybe I'm just too nice and it makes me weak." Large white tail moved to lay over her muzzle. Honey brown optics held sadness yet she shed no tears. A deep sigh was given as she decided she should just try to shape up more.
Sitting up she tore her gaze away from the lake as she no longer wished to look down at it. She looked up at the sky with a deep longing. The wind blew gently against her snowy white fur. "Starting now I will learn to defend myself more and start training my fighting skills." She didn't like to fight but it was apart of survival and she knew it all along it's just she never wanted to believe it. So much violence in the world that she hoped she could be different. "My kind heart will be my own demise and I know it's true."
