Precious Things Have Wings (Open) IP: 24.62.130.249 Posted on January 17, 2013 at 09:28:35 PM by Butterflye
Butterflye walked alongside the river, her deep black fur blending in with the shadows and shimmering in the brief glimpses of sunlight peeking through the branches high above. Her blue eyes were thoughtful as she followed her reflection on the water. Flye had never really found love before. She had been a shoulder to lean against and had healed many broken hearts, but there was never anyone to call her own. She wouldn't admit it, but she was feeling lonely. Would she always be the good friend to love and leave? She hoped not.
She had found her paws leading her to this place, though she wasn't sure what or who she would find. She had tried her best to avoid her half-brother Cole, but she knew she would have to face him sooner or later. All these thoughts weighed heavily on her mind as she stopped at the edge of the river and sat to take a few laps of the cool water. She heard a noise and looked up from the water. Replies: There have been no replies.
