Hello everyone. ^^ How are you today? I hope good. Today was pretty boring so far with nothing to talk about really. I wore this sweater my grandparent's got me (I hate it, I'm never wearing it again!!!!!!), and I'm amazed at the power it held on Guy's eyes. It's a turtle neck, and it was knit, so I don't know why they were staring at it. Maybe they thought it was weird or something. *shrugs* That was the highlight of my day. It certainly caused alot of thinking.
Well, I hope you guys have a good day. ^^
Short, yea, I know. So here's something for the guys who visit my friends site. (SesshysBride2Be)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
WARNING: Beyond this point there will be many profanities that alot of people may not like. If this is the case for you, don't read it. You've been warned.
A Silly Love Story
by AnimeFire03 and SesshysBride2Be
"Mikura, you damn cat, get down from that tree" Called an 18 year old she-wolf named Sakairi.
"No bitch, I'm trying to sleep. Damn Sakairi, leve me alone," Mikura, an 18 year old tigress, snapped. Her red eyes sparkled
malevolently as she glanced down at Sakairi before
rolling over. Sakairi wasn't all that bad, but sometimes she just didn't know when to give in. Mikura's tail twitched in agitation, as she thought about all the times she had been woken up by the she-wolf with dark blue waist length hair and amber eyes below her.
Sakairi's eyebrow twitched,and her white, chest
pocketed, long collared, boys t-shirt, rested on her holed up blue denim jeans, which were rolled up over floppy, untied, white sneakers rustled as she clapped her hands together. The tree the orange and black short-haired feline had taken refuge in swayed violently and was surrounded by a yellow light for only a second before blowing up; sending bits of timber everywhere. Mikura landed flat on her face. Gritting her teeth against the pain, Mikura stared up and pointed her finger at Sakairi.
"How dare you, you bitch! Why don't you go get fucked by your damn dog boy Hano?!You had no right to do that! I ought to rip your pretty little silver tail right out!" yelled Mikura, clenching her claws into fists and baring her teeth at the still calm figure of Sakairi, as she examined the damage inflicted on the tree with satisfaction in her eyes.
"Me? YOU have no right," said Sakairi calmly, "If you even think about ripping out my tail, I'll rip yours out just to spite you!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~