Jump to content

When we were little...


BoJamesDuke

Recommended Posts

Jesse bit his lip as he looked over the little thing. It was freezing, its mother had to be either dead or had abandoned it, and it looked like it had hurt a lot of blood already. Either way, the chances looked bleak that it would survive much longer, with or without help.

"Son...we can try and help it...but...you have t'be aware that it might not survive anyway..."

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

Loading...
×
×
  • Create New...

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Terms of Use and Privacy Policy.