She remembers very little of her life before The Form; very little even of how she became this way. Maybe she was always like this, but there were times when she had a faint tickling sensation in the back of her head of something different, something more...empty. Sometimes, as tonight, the feeling is very strong, and she can almost see; almost smell; the difference. Sometimes she wonders about that possible other life: was it better? More fulfilling, perhaps? But no:The Form was life; was the fulfillment of all; without The Form, nothing was really alive. Or so she figures.

Now, she looks out the mouth of the cave to search the murky night for her brothers and sisters. Not seeing them with even her keen eyesight, she throws back her head and gives a howl that, even though she was not in The Form, would have been enough to raise the hair on the back of a normal person's neck. An answering howl comes to her sensitive ears, and she takes on The Form;a black she-wolf with cream front-paws. Running out of the cave, she howled again, dashing toward the smell of a brother on the now-blowing wind.


After finding him, she used thought-speech to ask 'Brother Slasher, where are the others? They should at least be within howling range.'


'Ah, half-sister Quiet Swift, that they should, that they should. But our Brethren have smelled something new on the air; something far more interesting- and deadly- than this night's meal. They smelled a two-legs.'


She was slightly skeptical, 'A two-legs this far into the wood? Mayhap they smelled wrong, or the wind drifted far from the road. A two-legs would not come this far into the wood,' she repeated. 'Are they sure it is a two-legs and not a Form-taker?'


Slasher was totally confident it was truly a two-legs: ' I myself smelled it before I was sent back to wait for you. It was the smell of a two-legs. Now, if we can save this for later times, I shall take you to our Brethren.' Without waiting for an answer, he turned and started running south and east. Quiet Swift followed close behind.


'A two-legs, in the wood. This could mean danger for all,' she thought as she ran.


After a while of running through the dark woods, they came upon the pack. Or part of it anyway. Quiet Swift padded over to the big brown she-wolf with the white muzzle. 'Chases Dawn, I came as soon as Slasher told me. Where is this two-legs? Are there more than one? Is it armed?' she asked using thought-speach again.


Chases Dawn gave a wolfish grin, and said, 'Halt your questioning a moment! No, there is only one, and he is unarmed.' Chases Dawn frowned. 'Which is very strange indeed. He has the look of one who could move silently, yet he crashes about, almost as if he wanted us to find him.' Her frown deepened. 'That is what worries me most, sister.' The frown suddenly gone, she looked at Quiet Swift once again. 'Come; I shall take you to where he makes his camp. We were able to get very close; he did not try to threaten us away. Just stared at us with eyes like the evergreens. Come.' Then all were runing again, still to the south and east.


Quiet Swift smelled the campfire and the two-legs before she saw them. The fire smell she knew, for it had threatened her and the pack often, but the two-legs had a smell she didn't recognize, except with that tickle in the back of her mind, that told her she should, but did not. Also, along with his smell, there came a strange feeling that he was like her; a feeling of belonging. Quiet Swift shook off both the smell and the feeling and padded slowly around the outside of the camp.


She stopped beside a smaller, sleek brown male. 'Strong Bull, do you know what we are to do with this two-legs? Are we to do anything at all?'


Strong Bull shook his head, 'No sister, I do not know what we will do with the two-legs. I believe we're not going to do anything, unless he tries to harm one of the Brethren, or the wood. If he does, then we will kill him.' This last was said withou feeling:wolves kill anything or anyone who causes harm to the pack or the wood, without emotion.


Quiet Swift nodded and said, 'I think I'll move around to the front, brother,' and moved there as quickly and silently as her name implied.


Quiet Swift cocked her head, studying this male intently. He did not seem heavily built for a male: even sitting he had more of a lean grace.His hair was as dark as her fur, and his eyes were indeed as green as the tall pines of the wood. She came a bit closer; if she wanted she could've killed him; and suddenly, he sprang up snd whirled around to face her.


There was no fear on his face, only slight surprise and relief. 'Does he not fear wolves, this foolish two-legs?' she wondered to herself. She growled deeply in her throat at him, but he only smiled a little and started talking to her.


"Im glad to have found you. I was beginning to wonder whether I ever would; you surely took your time getting here. Growl at me all you want; I came here for you and I don't mean to be frightened off now. If you would please change, I need to speak with you-' he raised his voice a bit and looked at the surrounding wood-'alone. And I would really prefer to talk to a person, not a wolf."


'He's been searching for me? He came for me? Talk to me alone? Out of The Form, when I'm defenseless? What does this two-legs think he is? Blood take me if I'll do what he asks!' Quiet Swift thought angrily. She snarled at him, then jumped, moving to one side at the very last moment. He didn't even flinch, no sign of fear, only amusement.


'He thinks it's funny, does he?! Well, I'll show him something then!' Quiet Swift circled him once, then snarled and jumped. This time, she did not move: she landed right on top of him, and had the satisfaction of seeing surprise flare up in his eyes. He landed on his back with an "Oooff!", and she sat on him, baring her teeth in his face and snarling.


Still, the two-legs showed no fear. "I did not want to have to do this this way, but you offer me no other choice. I have to talk to you!"


While Quiet Swift was still wondering what he ment, his eyes went blank, then closed, as if in concentration. As she leaned over to cautiusly smell him, suddenly she felt something grab her. She yelped in surprise then turned to fight the attacker. She saw nothing. Quiet Swift looked back to the two-legs: he still had his eyes closed in concentration.


'What has got me?!' she wondered, trying to run. She found that she couldn't. She couldn't even move. Then she felt a pulling in her; something trying to change her, pull her apart. She tired to howl, to yelp, but no noise was made. She just stayed there, immobile, above the two-legs, until she felt emptied. Then the thing holding her released and she fell onto the two-legs.


"Wh-" she croaked, "What have you done? I know this is how I am when the Change happens, but I did not wish it! What have you done to me?!"


The man finally opened his eyes and looked at her. Then shut them as quickly. "I should have remembered that you would Change without clothing.'


Quiet Swift looked down at herslef, then looked at him. Then she figured it out. "Ah, so these clumsy, hindering things you wear are clothes. Well, I suppose you have a need of them, never having fur." She growled, "And if you wouldn't have...forced me, I wouldn't either. As it is, I am freezing."


Suddenly a thought came to her. Quiet Swift grinned maliciously. "Just because you took me from The Form does not mean I am totally defenseless." He must have seen the thought on her face, for almost as soon as she started kicking, biting, and clawing him, he held her wrists in his hands and her legs with his own.


"Let me go now, two-legs, and I may make your death quicker," she snarled. "For you should know that as soon as I get into The Form, I will hunt you down and kill you!"


He smiled and said pleasantly "Well then, I'll just have to make sure you don't. At least, not until I've talked to you. After that, maybe you'll reconsider. As much as I hate to have had to force you out of The Form, I had to. You were obviously not going to listen to me in it."


"What do you have to say to me that I should have?" Quiet Swift growled. "Nothing you've said or done so far has done much of anything." She glared at him. "I don't suppose you'll be letting my 'unclothed' body up anytime soon?"


He didn't even color a little! 'Strange, strange man. Closes his eyes after seeing me, and now, he's holding me almost pinned on him! Strange creatures, these humans.'


She didn't realize she'd said the last thing aloud until he frowned up at her and said, "We're both the same, you and I. Neither of us being quite normal."


She peered at him cautiously. "Well, you're no werren, and that is what I am, so how are we both the same?"


He laughed coarsely. "You think werren are they only abnormal ones? No, no. There are many others too, my dear."


Quiet Swift glared at him. "I am not yours! And if werren are not the only ones, what are you?"


He sighed. "They said....No matter. Anything worth anything takes time. What am I? Maybe I shall tell you later, but not now. Right now, I need you to promise me that if I let you up, you won't try to take The Form, or run."


"Alright. I won't," Quiet Swift answered, with every intention of Changing and running as soon as he let me up.


He looked into her eyes and shook his head. "You're lying now, Kara. I won't let you up."


Quiet Swift was shocked. "What did you just call me?"


"Kara."


"But...that means.... I am not your love, man! Never!" To punctuate her words, she quickly leaned down and bit his ear.


Still not showing much, he only grunted. Then he rolled over and over until her back hurt so badly she had to let go. By that time she tasted blood. But it also landed that he was on top. "You're heavier than you look, two-legs," she gasped. "Get off!"


He looked into her eyes, and his green sparkled with hurt and anger. And something else; resignation? Patience? "I will not be getting off until you listen. And by then, you will not be able to Change, or run. So give that up. Will you listen to me?"


Quiet Swift grunted and finally gave up. "Alright two-legs, I will listen. Then, I will leave. If I ever find you again, you will curse the blade of grass that watched you conceieved!"

first off, Sasha has a deeper voice than i imagined. second of all, i hate my mic and i need a new one that works. thirdly, it is sooo weird to have someone talking using the voice chat, and you have to type. you feel like a mute or something.

Nickelback
» Figured You Out


I like your pants around your feet

And I like the dirt that's on your knees

And I like the way you still say please

While your looking up at me

You're like my favourite damn disease



And I love the places that we go

And I love the people that you know

And I love the way you can't say no

Too many long lines in a row

I love the powder on your nose



And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)



I like the freckles on your chest

And I like the way you like me best

And I like the way you're not impressed

While you put me to the test

I like the white stains on your dress



And I love the way you pass the cheque

And I love the good times that you wreck

And I love your lack of self-respect

While you passed out on the deck

I love my hands around your neck



And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)

(Why not before, you never tried)

(Gone for good, and this is it)



I like your pants around your feet

And I like the dirt that's on your knees

And I like the way you still say please

While your looking up at me

You're like my favourite damn disease



And I hate the places that we go

And I hate the people that you know

And I hate the way you can't say no

Too many long lines in a row

I hate the powder on your nose



And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out

(Now I did, you wonder why)

(Why not before, you never tried)

(Gone for good, and this is it)

one of my favoritest Nickelback songs

Salt from the sweat on my leg stings my lips
As I sit on the bed with my knees to my chest.
I stuck in a predicament; caught in a hole:
I love you with everything left of my soul.
But, then when I see him everyday at my school,
I kinda start tripping’; I feel like a fool.
How is that I feel for you so deeply,
Yet whenever he asks, I would sell myself cheaply?
I don’t understand them; these emotions of mine;
But I suppose this is the war waged from the beginning of time:
On one hand, there’s love; on the other, just lust;
Playing tug-of-war with my head, ‘till I think that I’ll bust!
I want to be true to you, honest I do!
But if he asks one more time, I don’t know what I’ll do.

          Lust And Love
              J. K. Maxwell

NO ONE CAN
COMPREHEND HOW MUCH I
LOVE
HER
for_all_the_forgotten: no. no one can
except me because that's how much i love you.

"i look up at the moon, the same one you lie under every night. the same moon that knows all and sees nothing. she looks down on us and knows of our pain. i regret that. and for that i resent myself. regret is not something you should feel so deeply at 14..."

got that from surfing the diary entries

went upstairs, cried on my bed under the covers, came back downn, and told him i love him. of course he probably won't get the message until tomorrow but i don't care. he'll get it eventually.

for_all_the_forgotten: lol, i got the message through, might've died trying but i got it through
?
for_all_the_forgotten: i managed to tell you that the computer was going down, even though it shut off trying
what message
for_all_the_forgotten: computer is not working quite well or something like that
no you didnt
for_all_the_forgotten: oh well then i gues it just dies without success. how like reality.
for_all_the_forgotten: *died
lol
for_all_the_forgotten: "teardrops keep fallin on the bed, they just keep fallin..." my owm personal rendition of raindrops....lol
w/e
for_all_the_forgotten: i'm not being very cheerful am i?
idk
for_all_the_forgotten: that was a rhetorical question
idc
for_all_the_forgotten: are you ok?
no
for_all_the_forgotten: of course not, you never are
for_all_the_forgotten: stupid me why should i even ask
idk you've seen me happy tho
for_all_the_forgotten: yup
for_all_the_forgotten: i like it when you're happy
lol
for_all_the_forgotten: yay! he laughed!
for_all_the_forgotten: don't say you didn't
for_all_the_forgotten: that would be dampering my happy mood and that's illegal
for_all_the_forgotten: if you did that, i would have to arrest you
for_all_the_forgotten: and then that would be putting another damper on my happy modd, so that there would be no happy mood at all
for_all_the_forgotten: *mood
arrest me and take me away from hell that is my life
for_all_the_forgotten: ok * arrests him and takes him to wyoming*
for_all_the_forgotten: i believe you said wyoming?
ya
for_all_the_forgotten: you said to take you away from missouri so i';m taking you to where i hope V lives
i live in Pennsylvania
for_all_the_forgotten: you said misery
no i said hell
for_all_the_forgotten: hell; misery missouri same thing
no
Meadville pennsylvania=HELL
for_all_the_forgotten: ok then i'll do it all over again *arrests you takes you away from Hell=Meadville, PA and takes you to Wyoming* happy now?
no
for_all_the_forgotten: that's what i thought you'd say....
for_all_the_forgotten: wouldn't it be nice if we could fly?
no
im afraid of heights
here are the powers i want
Invisilbility,Inviciblity,to make no sound,go through walls,and not be afraid of heights and fly
o yeah
to feel no pain
i g2g ttyl
for_all_the_forgotten: emotional or otherwise? ok bye
bith
both*
bye
for_all_the_forgotten: ahh. bye

"Ask me why I keep on loving you when it's clear that you don't feel the same way for me... the problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me, I can't force myself to stop loving you."
-- Unknown.
you wanna know who that's to? oh well; you don't ever get what you want.

"Find a guy who calls you "beautiful" instead of "hot"
who calls you back when you hang up on him or calls just because
who thanx your perfect although he knows the worst thing about you
who will lie under the stars and listn 2 your heartbeat or will stay awake just 2 watch you sleep
wait for the guy who pursues you
who kisses your forehead
who holds your hand in front of his friends
the one who constantly reminds you of how much he loves and cares for you
the one who turns to his friends and says "that's her" "

"i live my life like a roleplay: anything and everything is possible if you just write it out"

i need someone to pretend with me. someone to take me to another reality. far away. where anything is possible.

Why do you ask me if you don't want to hear?
I'll always tell you the truth about how i feel.
But you don't really want to know do you?
Just as long as i listen to you,
About your problems and why you're happy,
Or why you're sad, or bored or lonely,
As long as i listen to that, i'm your friend.
I would never think about weighing you down with my problem,
Why i'm sad, why i'm lonely.
i never really want to to anyone about how i feel.
I'm just there for you to talk to:
I don't need to have someone listen to me too.
If that's your thoughts,
You
Are
Wrong.

the only thing i want in my life is to be left alone. away from all those people who don't know a thing about me. away from all those jerks who ask but don't really want to know. all those people who, in their minds, put me into some kind of class with other people who are "just like me". If there's not anyone out there who's real, i want to be left alone.

I hate her because she's not me, and because she's always making you sad. But also, i could be her friend, because when she makes you happy, you're very happy.

for what you don't know you do to me, i'll always for give you. always.

I may not ever be there when you cry,
To wipe the teardrops from your eyes.
I can't be there if you should need me,
But know that if I could, I would.

When you laugh at something crazy,
Or tell her "I love you baby",
I won't be there to laugh with you,
But if I could, I would.

I'm you're friend, though you've nevee seen me
No matter what, I always will be.
I don't care how many miles apart,
This is what's written in my heart:

I want to wipe all your tears away;
I want to laugh at the funny things you say;
I want to be there for you always:
Someday, I swear I will.
Missing: </i>

fuck it all sasha! do you think i've never been hurt?! do you think i've never known what it's like to have someone walk out of my life and come back the next day pretending i'm not there?! it hurts! i'm not saying i've felt the same thing as you, but damnit i have been hurt before!!

"yes you poetry is inappropriate and your english is attrosive! please take the time to post a poem or don't do it at all! we won't fix it for you!"

ooooo i wanna cuss right now!!!!!!