Another day, another year! Happy hatchday to Shadowlack! We are now officially unruly teenagers at the ripe old age of thirteen. I'm really not sure where all the time went. All I know is that I kind of feel a little like a mother whose children all left the nest, and while they write me and stay in contact, I should probably get another cat to fill the void. I've got a bad case of empty nest syndrome. It's been amazing to watch everyone grow up, and begin their slow infiltration into the world of "adulting." A few of you I have known for half of your lives. Wow. Dearest Shadowlack, Now you are officially rebellious and misunderstood. I hope that you have the happiest of hatchdays. Life may get shitty sometimes. Seriously. It can be absolute shit. You will always have a welcoming home to come back to, no matter where life may take you. Please remember that I will always love and care about you. «Leba fall. Lyba lyst. Khajeth sha nanyjeat. » In celebration of this momentous occasion, I have given the site a brand new style called Soulbound (it might just be our final defense against the Rapine). I hope you enjoy it! Now, I don't know about you all, but I'm going to go get some drinking done. Cheers!