by SimbasMate » August 29th, 2009, 1:22 pm
Dark looked back at his daughter, who had just hopped up onto his back. Dark was a little old for this, but he was atleast strong enough to carry Calestah upon his back. She was four months, and was already so strong, and beautiful. Sikira didn't want her to be evil, but he was so selfish, he trained her. Dark got up on all fours to support his back. He started to walk a good and far distance, until he spotted a water buffelo. Dark turned his head, and said,Calestah! Look at that!