The dove was speaking with the finch, the latter had been weeping and screeching to the former, “Why is it so? I hate the color yellow! I wish, more than ever for my feathers to be blue.” The finch was so busy flapping around in the blueberry bush that she had not noticed the dove warning her of the mountain lion approaching. The dove flew away as the mountain lion threw out a paw and pinned...
prettygirlsandnaughtythings-dea asked: hi, i just wanted to stop and tell you you are beautiful. have a good day. :)