Taken
09-30-2013, 06:43 PM
| Kestrel |
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Night had fallen, and this was Kestrels favorite time to be out. She wasn't too far from her den, but just far enough to where nobody could bother her. She stared out at the stars, seeming like they melted into the ocean. She was sitting on her favorite rock, the one near the end of the train of boulders that led out into the ocean. Nobody ever bothered her out here, so she never had anything to worry about. Such a beautiful night...the stars always look like they meld into the ocean here...and the moon...doesn't seem to be here tonight...how strange. Speech Thoughts You |