Okay, so for a while, an orphaned baby Bluejay has lived in our yard. He survived the first day alone. We thought he could live by himself. Until today.

Our enormous (and very un-ladylike) black lab nearly killed him at my dad's today. His leg was mangled up and covered with blood. It was about to come right off. We could of taken photos but he was losing a lot of blood for a baby so we needed to bandage the leg fast. It stopped the bleeding but the bird was still severely wounded. We put him in a laundry box and put in downstairs so the dogs or the cat couldn't reach him.

Later, while waiting for my mother to pick me up, I went back down. The bird's wing was in the water bowl. I didn't want him to die there so I touched him and tried to pick him up. Instead he got scared and hopped around, flapping his wings, and screeched. I tried to make him stop struggling because I was afraid his leg would fall right off. He did stop, his leg was fine, and I left him alone ever since.

Now I'm at my mother's, typing on her laptop. I bet the bird is dead now.

I know I shouldn't be so sad. It was just a bird. But... he was just a baby. He could of lived by himself and survived, but now his chances of dying are 99%. My mother got me a trampoline today but I'm still not cheered up.

I'm sorry. This just had me really shaken up, even if it shouldn't be.

Anyone want writing from me for a Gen 1?

Okay... one last fan deer... I promise...

Should I make a Stewie Griffin or a Brian?

I was playing a game on the Wolfquest community. We rate our avatar 1-10. I made my own avatar. This is what someone says:



JKDAHNFMDSRJHNEhjgmHJFVNSNBFGJHgk

This will be deleted later.

(I'm sorry, but this is for Warrior Cat fans and IT players I know of to read. I just wanted them to know about this. I will take this down if you all want me too. Here, I'll just put it under the cut so those who are't warrior cat fans or IT players can just move on.)

(Here comes another random thing from the Legacy of Blueness)

Do not think of the game. Try not to think about it or hear it. Say something random that has nothing to do with the game (you all just lost it. Again.) But you have to try to get the person below you to think of the game but not in an obvious way (for instance, saying "You lost the Game". Yes you all just lost it but it does not count in the real deal). Okay you all just lost it but I'm giving you another chance.

(if you do not know what the Game is, you just lost it. What you have to do is not to try to hear about it or think about it.)

I'll start!

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In order to pass the test of awesomeness you must do two things: First of all, click this. It is nothing but green text. But something will indeed happen. And you will not stop watching it. Now click this. Nothing but green text. And you must not stop watching this either. Otherwise you will never be the awesome legacy like me

UNDER DA CUT FOR EXTREME AWESOMENESS

I want to know who on TEF plays Feral Heart.

So if you play Feral Heart please tell me! I am BlueLegend and I am usually playing an extremely colorful wolf named Starlight.

I see... black...

The doe heard a quiet, wounded voice in the distance.

Hello?

Help...me...

The water suddenly turned black. The doe started to swim up, but then a current pushed her down, and soon she was just buried, in black ground.

What's going on!? Where are you?

Where....where am I?

Peirce!?!?

Red exploded everywhere. The blackness faded away. The water was red. Everywhere. The doe saw the buck, with a pure white sword stabbed in his belly. He was crying... tears of blood. Suddenly he roared, sending black bubbles everywhere. His bright green eyes were now a glowing black.

Peirce!

The buck closed his eyes. He felt his life fading away every second. He also felt the doe push him up to surface. He opened his eyes and gasped for air as the doe put him back on the ground.

Peirce... how did this happen?

The buck did not answer, just coughed up some blood.

Where's your mask?

The buck didn't answer, just closed his eyes and fell into a long sleep.

Oh no... what should I do!?

The sword was still jammed into the buck's chest. The doe pulled into it was out, and gave the buck some herbs to stop the bleeding.

Peirce...please...be okay...