Story For Bram
A cool breeze blew over her hazel fur, making her stir. She stood up, smiling and stretching, and opened her blue
and seafoam green eyes. "Hey Bram.." said a soft voice next to Bram. "Hey Robin!" Bram said with a cheerful tone,
not a thing showing as usual. "I was just seeing how you were doing.." Robin said, in a sad, worn-out tone. Bram
tilted her head to the side, "I'm fine! How are.. you doing..?" Robin sighed and slumped to the forest floor. "Nuthin'.
just the usual sad mood that comes on sometimes... I'll get over it." Bram nuzzled her friend's side, her eyes flooding
with a happy, innocent gleam. "Ok Robin. If you ever want to talk I'm here!" the brown tabby said, rolling over on her
back, her head leaning against Robin's side.
"How come your always so cheerful Bram? I know not a lot happens to you, but you always seem so positive.. there
must be a time where your sad?" Bram paused for a second thinking, then sighed in a unusual way. "I do get