Sta.sh
*The Eevee walks trough a forest, as a gust of wind flys by, The Eevee Shivers, then goes back to wondering through the forest.*
Why is it so cold? How come the leaves aren't green anymore, and on the ground? These questions swirl through the Eevee's mind, as she looks for her tree where she stored berries all this time. She hopes no other Pokemon stole the berries, since she planes to share the berries anyways.
*She takes a breath, and then dashes to her tree.*
//Horrible Role playing skills GO.( This journal is to get the other one off the page.)//
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This account is DEAD.
I can't access this account anymore, or else I would of already posted this as a journal. I'm dropping this account. This group was dead whenever I came on. As soon as I find out the password, I will deactivate this account. Thank you, and I'm sorry :C
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.....With a dash of Oakheart
My awesome icon is made by ~Ice7374 c:
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.....With a dash of Oakheart
My awesome icon is made by ~Ice7374 c:
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.....With a dash of Oakheart
My awesome icon is made by ~Ice7374 c:
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.....With a dash of Oakheart
My awesome icon is made by ~Ice7374 c:
Hound hound?
(Who're you?)
(Could ask you the same C: )
(I'm a houndour)
When school isn't trying to kill me :C //
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.....With a dash of Oakheart
My awesome icon is made by ~Ice7374 c: