I just grew out of it I think. Not too sure. So should the new Xioimara be white and black, red and black, or idk.
I feel like I'm the only person that doesn't care for pokemon anymore >.>
I'm not sure if I am a lucid dreamer or not but I do know I can wake myself up at a certain time(without an alarm) or from a nightmare simply by telling myself too. I'm not sure how, I think it's just very light sleep that allows you to still think so you can determine what is happening. I have had dreams where they seem so real. I've even had dreams where I wake up in the dream, thinking what I was dreaming was real, and then I'll really wake up.(That make sense?)
Redesigning Xioimara. You?
OoC:// No problem. How old do you want him to be?
Whoa you're still alive?
I really like your character Crashing Wave actually >.> Can I draw a picture of him with Xioimara?
Thanks. I'm gonna draw a new one soon.
OoC://Kairi->Yes ma'am.
Post your story on 4chan for wincest.
I say, what is that incredible jam for background music?
That's happened to me too! I was so pissed! I think it just happens a lot on this site -__-
Xioimara growled at Blade. She had no idea what she was going to do. Just bite and hold on for as long as possible if anything. It could do serious damage if she managed to hold on long enough. She didn't pay attention to those hiding. She had a good premonition that they wouldn't hurt her unless she attacked first.
Why you angry Dx
Xioimara awoke to the arguing. She could make out Blade's figure with her one good eye. She started to growl as she pulled herself up. "Those who want to live, let them fight, and those who do not want to fight in this world of eternal struggle do not deserve to live." She growled as she staggered to her feet. Her breathing heavy. She had a fighting spirit in her that would never die, whether or not she was evil. The wolf would really fight to the death if she wanted to. Though Xioimara's body was numb or screaming in pain, she still found it in her power to fight yet more. Her blood carried that of the Dire Wolf's and gave her more than enough strength of at least two wolves. Her ears twitched as she heard whispering not too far from them. "Whose there?" Xioimara breathed as the trio of heroes talked. She didn't take her eye off Blade, her legs shook with her weight as she prepared for yet another battle. Possibly her last, or near her last.
Why so many ....?
Xioimara could hear somebody coming. She didn't feel like moving to see who it was. Sinder was nice enough to stay by her side for now. Xioimara's breathing had slowed down, the bleeding in her wounds had let up a little bit from Sinder's bandages.
I'm okay. How are you?
Xioimara and Marluxia whined as they were easily overpowered. It was torture. "I'll leave him alone!" She cried out. As she tried to squirm away from Lexaeus. While it was a bother she was kind of having fun and couldn't help but to laugh a little. Marluxia managed to claw his way out of Lexaeus' grip and clung onto the floor as he tried to pull away. This wasn't his drift. OoC://It's fine with me.
Huzzah. I am successful.
