Post by Emily Coleman on May 5, 2013 9:23:29 GMT -4
Tulisa
Black Blood Princess
I stalked through the many crumbling pillars of the courtyard and side stepped the rocky ground.
The vines spilling from the walls were thick and gnarled.
The entrance used to be fancy glass doors, until the old wars ruined them, including this once-beautiful building.
I sighed and looked down at my paws.
I missed being younger.
Hazel already had loads of friends a few wolves who had their eyes on her.
I was the only one.
It was so unfair.
Black Blood Princess
I stalked through the many crumbling pillars of the courtyard and side stepped the rocky ground.
The vines spilling from the walls were thick and gnarled.
The entrance used to be fancy glass doors, until the old wars ruined them, including this once-beautiful building.
I sighed and looked down at my paws.
I missed being younger.
Hazel already had loads of friends a few wolves who had their eyes on her.
I was the only one.
It was so unfair.
