I remember a lot... and I truly wished I didn't
A remember the scent of trees. It's pretty obvious for my tribe was of a White Fox Kin. I was going to be the heir of the next generation... something grand...In that forest... Except that didn't happen. I wasn't born a White Holy Fox. No...I was a black fox. I was assumed...a Curse on the line of my family. Foxes have good memory and I indeed have the same... But because of the abomination I was
I was to be executed...
Mayonaka Taiyo · Fri Oct 01, 2004 @ 03:12pm · 0 Comments |