04-23-2018, 08:02 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon
her mama was being very loud. what had she said? "weekly tasks"? what the heck was that? she hopped over to the female with an interested expression. why the heck did she say it so loud? maybe she was trying to tell everyone something. she didn't quite understand what, though. or maybe she was giving others something to do! maybe that's what "tasks" meant. "whatcha yelling about? 'weekly tasks'? what is that? is it a thing i can have? i'll do a 'weekly tasks'!" she spoke about as quickly as she thought, swaying back and forth on her paws and she looked to her mother with expectancy.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.