His Queen - Ch 1 - Visit (DenmarkxCanada)One lazy afternoon, Maple was resting on her owner's couch. It was her favorite place to sleep other than the foot of the bed, just to bask in the sun to warm on her golden fur. She needed it since some toms have been after her when she goes out. Unlike her owner, she was too noticed, toms often sneak in the property to try to mate with her and it annoyed her to no end that they just want that from her.Her ears downed at the thought. "I don't want to be seen as just that" she told herself "maybe the trip master mentioned will cheer me up." Maple decided to wake from her nap with a stretch. "I might as well go on to groom, master wouldn't li
Floral RecolectionsI feel the thorns of the red roseThat countless times destroys I know.Lovely as they be to passions flow,Of love and hate and kinship woes.I see the endless tulips, lowIn land below the sea a sow.A sorrowful love presuppose,His love and friendship, juxtapose.I hear wind through sunflower fields,For the one who sees boundless white.A gift for memories he shields,Of love and family, a sight!A laurel of daisies I see,From a king very dear to me.Whomever before warns dismay,I chose his love in every fray.