Date Posted:10:20:14 04/14/02 Sun Author: Midnight Subject: she looked at him still weak... In reply to:
leaping light
's message, "ran up" on 07:10:53 04/14/02 Sun
the wound is in my hart the posion to deep...heeling will only make it trob...she said griping her cub...her hart was getting slower...and she found it hard to breath..."goodbuy my love"she said and took her last breath.
Midnight fire died alone with her, but only after licking his fathers paw...and wispering that they would always be with him...
