Art Trade for WeenElegant.As one would describe a flower. Colors that dark cannot hope to hide.Powerful.Like dragons of the past and folklore. A path no one dare to cross.Loyal.A furry friend indeed, a companion unlike the rest-and never ready to retreat.Such unseen quality's in the Sakura beast.
Sometimes, but always FriendsSometimes our friends leave us.Sometimes temperately, sometimes permanently....But it doesn't make them any less our friends.We all have a connection to this world, always in one way or another, meeting someone for the first time and getting on the wrong foot...can sometimes just take another chance to start on the right.Rather it's someone we know close by, or someone who lives over a million miles away.Friends are something to be cherished; even if it seems you never see or speak to them much--thy-re still there....waiting.And will be forever~Because that's what real friends do.
(AC) On the Run-ArtTrade w/ Wolf-PetalHeavy foot falls were drowned out in the heavy down pour of rain. Cars zoomed past; the near blinding rain not stopping the busy streets of New York, not even in these hours of night.Christine thought she had out ran those goons at Astergo a year ago, but the basters were persistent. Turning a corner into a dead end Christine looked behind her just in time to see a Astergo car pull up, blocking her path out.But un-like the other assassins these goons chased, Christine was a master climber like her fathers before her.She may have left the assassin's hide out, but not before learning a thing or too.She scaled the building in record time quickly leaping from one building to the next to gain even more distance between her and the Templar's. Even with the growing distance Christine could here the commands they shouted. These goons have never caught her before, and they never would; she'd be sure of that. She already knew she had the blood line of the famous Ezio Auditore,