
Posted by Black Angel on 10/12/2009, 4:17 pm, in reply to "moss life"
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Black Angel wasn't much of a talker, mostly because she did things as she pleased when she please. The pristine white wolf stood in silence. Her emerald green eyes on the sorrowful wolf not too far off. Black Angel often came here to think. And now that her daughter was old enough to fend for herself, the wolfess had silence again. Her ears stood erect, listening to Alue's sorrow. She shook her head and padded closer, speaking in a voice that sound somewhat eerie but polite all the same, "Crying won't get you anywhere in life."
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