AshEevee95

thinking about publishing works into the neopian times. I'm just kinda using this as something to write out my stories. or attempt anyway. "Rosie?" a red xweetok whispered, "Rosie, are you there?" Regan stood outside a barred window, hoping to not be heard by anyone but the one she was whispering for. She shivered slightly, it was a rather cold night in the Neopian Plaza for what was suppose to be spring, though this was not the sole reason for the shiver. She use to be at a resident of the pound as well, before, about a year ago, she was adopted by a her current owner. She smiled a little thinking about her owner and forever home on Krawk I