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| [fancyimage]http://s2.wallippo.com/thumbs/…561bc6bcf513ddf1d0e6.jpeg[/fancyimage] | [fancypost bgcolor=#5272CC; bordercolor=#8C6C16; borderwidth=2px; border: dashed 3px #FFCE45; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 200px] [align=left][color=#CCAC52][size=14px][font=courier] OCC: IC: The black she-cat padded away from the blood bowls and away from anymore new recruits. Her thought about making friends had completely dissolved from her mind. This she-cat was not so social. Well, at least shy enough not to talk to anyone. She let out a deep sigh as she padded away from the amusement park the Elite's call home. I need some air, She though. Soon enough, Nyx reached the end of the Elite's territory. She scaled the fence at sat down, hoping she would keep her balance. As she said to Grim, she wasn't a trapeze artist. Carefully, she sat down, letting her tail do all the work and stared up to the moon. [/fancypost] |