Board Thread:Roleplaying Board/@comment-26872802-20150321035119/@comment-26872802-20150330233449

A spirit like white wolf with completely lavender colored eyes appeared in front of Shade's passed out body and nuzzled her neck and began to speak.

"You’re something special. Want you to know you are. Your makers must have kissed in cosmic dust. You’re something special. You’ve got to know its true. Could have been anything but right, you’re you. You’re something special. You’ve got to shout it out. If there are doubts then we will groove it out. You’re something special. You are the little fang. You ain't ever grinning. And this world keeps nagging. Little Fang, Little Fang, Little Fang. And if ever starts to feel bad, little fang. It’s easy to explain 'cause this world’s not tame. And if it ever starts to feel sad little fang. Remember that your gifts are your gain. And if it ever starts to pour down little fang. The melody sings what the words can't say. Cause they might laugh and they might be scared. Of the wilder thing with the trikes in her hair with the spikes in her hair with the trikes in her hair. Go gnash your teeth again. You’re in the right place. You’re something special. Full moon you'll have no doubt. Just let the astral music root you out. You’re something special. Don’t hide your wolven face. You keep on creepin', let the night be scary. You’re something special. We all will sing your name. Embrace your darkness, never be ashamed. You’re something special. To be a little fang. You keep on spinning, and this world keeps nag nag nagging. And if ever starts to feel bad little fang. It’s easy to explain 'cause this world’s not tame. And if it ever starts to feel sad little fang. Remember that your gifts are your gain. And if it ever starts to pour down little fang. The melody sings what the words can't say. Cause they might laugh and they might be scared. Of the wilder thing with the trikes in her hair with the spikes in her hair with the trikes in her hair. You're always flashing your teeth..."