Angel
A.P. Morgansaddest warrior cat deathsluna's rejected vengeful mate
The pilot takes my luggage out and leaves it on the ground next to my cousin.
“You can come out now. I see no danger.” – my cute cousin says through mind-link.
And I obey my former alpha-to-be one last time.
I had a simple outfit. I chose not to wear the most daring outfits that I like so much. I didn't want to look too modern in my presentation in my pack. The Moon Goddess is my witness to how I like my outfits, but today I'm wearing light blue jeans, ripped above the right knee, a tight white T, which I tucked into my jeans, a jacket the same color as the jeans, that I tied at the waist. It was hot to wear it. White Jordans, a white belt, and finally, my favorite adornments, small round ea