WinterLeaf wandered the birch forest no longer feeling welcome in on the other half. Listening to the sounds of his hooves on the dry leaves made him think about how much he has grown in the past few months.

Then he started to wonder if he was missed or known for that matter.
"I'm Just Depressed" He shook the thought away at once." Does she miss me? I havn't heard from her in a while.

He continued to walk, not paying attension to where he was going until he started to feel very sick, "Oh Gods!" He was at the color bowl, the huge amount of flowers in one place made winterleafs stomach turn.

He Turned and backtracked to the rocks, not on top of them of coarse but on the bottom. It was to hot to sit on top.

He felt so lonely and seemed to not be unable to do any thing right for the few past days. "Whats wrong with me?"


I myself have felt crappy for the few pass days, my mother is chewing my ass off. I cant afford school anylonger, my work won't let me work, and I feel...neglected both here and on the forest as well. needless to say my mood has effected winterleaf too.