DistantDrums

      Insignia dashed through the tall grass with all his speed as enemy warriors chased him through the brush. A precious, stolen vole dangled from his jaws and connected with the brute's windpipe as he ran. The tall trees of his territory loomed closer and closer before him as he sprinted and as long as he could reach them, he would be safe. Kicking up dirt and mud behind him, Insignia bounded across the Breezeclan scent markers and into the mixed scents of loner territory where he belonged. Catching his breath, he crouched as one of the warriors prowled the edge of the grasslands. The large male then suddenly began to stalk forwards int...

My fair Bianca My sweet dove Come with me and we can fly away As our happiness blossoms So will your sums Our love will take wings And join us in God's eyes