im the kind of girl"I'm the kind of girl that laughs out loud at my failures in life because that's what I do, I move on, because I'm strong enough."
Temporary HomeThe wolf's silver-black hair swirled around in the strengthening wind as the wolf stood perched on a black rock ledge in the middle of the forest that had been covered in a pure white frost. The moon stood out high over the dark green evergreens in the forest, the clearing sparkled as the moonlight hit the silver hairs of the wolf's body. The midnight darkness was full of light by the large silver moon and the glittering stars that hung in the sky. The wolf's jet black head tipped back as it let out a beautiful song, a beautiful howl. The song it was singing was full from its heart and the wind seemed to stop yet the wolf's coat still danced. The wolf stood there peaceful as it finished and kept its head sitting proud as it lay down on its perch as if waiting for something. It was waiting for its time to leave the earth in the beautiful winter; it was signaling it's time to leave its temporary home.
The WarI spent most of my time in the dark den due to the strong blizzards and avalanches caused by the raging war between the bears and wolves that was being fought out as I speak just miles away. My mate was out in that war fighting among the other brave soldiers in the army they had scratched up. He was one of the many generals and his team fought out in the northeast wing of the tundra. This entire war was started when a wolf was accused of taking a very important bear cub from its mother, this cub was the child of the queen and her mate led this war. I knew my mate was out there calling out his team as they raided bear grounds, and it made me worried. He always came back at least once a moon to see me so my life was the dark den with pieces of warmth and joy to keep me from leaving, that and the fact there was a litter of pups we had found at the den door before he left. the pups are now able to eat real meat and toddle over to him whenever he comes home. There were 7 of them all black w
The Hunt"Are you sure we are going the right way?" I asked Zenthra as I stumbled over a fallen tree. "Yes I'm sure." I heard her call back as she strode confidently in front of me. I nodded my head and concentrated on the sounds around us and the sound of our paws padding down the path. I turned my head to look at a stream and as soon as I looked back there was a dead creature and blood on Zenthra's snout. I looked at her with my purple eyes as wide as they could go and she shrugged saying "What? It was bothering me." I laughed a bit then we continued to walk through the forest. We were on a large hunt to kill as many creatures as we could in a specific amount of time. "Got one!" was what was barely able to be heard through the thing I carried in my mouth, but I soon sighed when I saw what Zenthra killed. It was huge and scary but she still managed with it. "47 so far!" she beamed when I had only killed 30. I couldn't help but smile at how large the number was. "Hey how about we take out Ner t
linesThe longer it takes to find love the better it will turn out and the one you find will have the purest heart.
The first man you have ever loved may be the one you spend a life time with.
You must leave a trail of broken hearts and have many broken hearts, before you find the purest, which is the one you will spend your life with.
The longer the wait, the better the love story.
Life is as delicate as the wing of a dove but is stronger than a thousand bulls.
If everything happened at once, where would the love and care be?
Ready, Set, Fire. decriptionMay has long silky black hair and she is tall and skinny. May usually wears a tshirt and skinny jeans with a black vest and to match black high-tops or combat boots. She is 16 years old and probably one of the best gun shooters in her state, she loves to be scared and sometimes in life or death situations. Riley is a small skinny blond girl with the lightest blue eyes to match her ivory freckled face, she loves cute fuzzy things but can still live her part in the arena. She usually wears jeans and a Polo shirt with Converse. Ryan has sandy brown hair, tannish skin and stunning navy blue eyes that go along with his perfect face and nose, he usually wears dark was jeans , Converse and a tshirt. Ty has almond brown eyes short dark brown hair and usually wears a fedora, converse, jeans, and a polo shirt, he loves to be in fashion but is still one of the toughest guys you could meet.
Ready, Set, Fire. 5"You SHOT him!?" Ryan yelled in response I just shrugged and said "Yeah so?" I chewed my lip and began to walk away from the scene, but I stopped when I heard Ty start talking "Shoot May you have some strength to shoot a guy like that." I spun around on my heal and glared at him "What's THAT supposed to mean?" I said to his face. "I can shoot any person I want. I don't need to be brave all I need is a gun and my pride!" I yelled at him before stomping off behind a wall. I never saw why people thought that I needed to be brave out of all things to do something, all I needed was my pride, yet no one saw it. Everyone always got it wrong and I hated it, the thing they really saw me brave for, was for being able to shoot a gun, yet all I needed was a good aim and my belief that I could do it. This was my arena now. I controlled it.
Ready, Set, Fire. 4"Up against the wall, gun ready, and don't make a sound." I said plainly as the vibrations became stronger. Riley obeyed and did as she was told; I nodded and kept my head up. I heard two deep voices which I knew to be men's voices, and by the clicking I knew they were carrying rifles. Loaded. "They have loaded guns so keep yourself alert." I said to Riley. "But Ma-" I shut her up before we could get caught and held my gun out. I peeked out from the corner of the wall and in the dark I saw two large men with rifles over their shoulders, like I expected. I pointed my gun at them and said "Stop and don't move, I'm ready to fire and won't show mercy for two idiots like you." They laughed and said "Like a girl could ever shoot a gun!" I smirked and shot a stray piece of concrete peeling off the wall. "Who's laughing now?" I said twirling the gun around in my fingers. They just stood there a smile across their face, in return I frowned. My bare feet slapped against the cold floors as I walk