Post by Nanarc on Jun 30, 2011 10:49:04 GMT -5
Nanarc woke up, she was laying in a big patch of feathers, and she loved it. She shook her body to get the feathers off. She let out a long yawn, which tiny sparks came out of, and stepped out of her den. Her Golden sparks were touched just perfectly in teh blazing sun. She was now hard to look at.