All The Right Moves
04-03-2014, 03:40 PM
| Misha |
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Misha limped onwards, tucking her left twisted up paw under her and against her chest. The dark midnight sky seemed to almost illuminate the red brown, white, and grey pelted female. Her body was a limping silhouette in the quiet evening, stumbling towards the The Whispering Caves. Misha looked up at the night time starry sky, the moon hidden by a few clouds, but still glowing through. The night was quite beautiful tonight, but without a partner to share it with, Misha was lonely. She cleared her throat and entered The Whispering Caves, licking the blood off of her paw. |