Forest slowly krept onto a branch. He put his hood and and grinned, his tail wagging under his cape.
"My turn..." Forets mummbled not caring if Rose didn't want him to particapate in the destruction. He yanked a stick from the branch above it and gave it a good throw. It wasn't hard to get it caught up in the rear blades. He grinned as it began to have trouble staying up.
"I'm only a crack in this castle of glass..." - Linkin Park
"It does get better"
No matter what happens, there is always hope for a brighter tommorrow.
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