Post by Lucky on Nov 8, 2009 12:00:58 GMT -5
Lucky stood at the border and sat down, swishing her tail against the soft dirt. The band around her tail blew in the breeze. She paused her busy tail, licked her paw, put it down gently, and began moving her tail again. Doesn't hurt to be prepared, she thought, forcing herself to keep from lying on the grass, I must look my best.
((I figured I had to rejoin TreeClan again.))
((I figured I had to rejoin TreeClan again.))
