[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 5px; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-7/oth639.cur), auto][justify][size=8]"What do you need Coppermine for?" The sickly wildcat inquired, halting in front of the dirt brown tom. The high position's words would weakly make their way out of her vocal chords, the tilted stance and dead-like gaze all the workings of the brain cancer growing in her stunning golden form. Sal wasn't going to last all that long anymore.
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"Yeah, what's it to you?" Missilefire growled in a swift reply as he stalked over, glaring at the once-ThunderClan apprentice.
/rushed
Kagura followed over to watch. She made a mental note of the cat in case they became a new member.
//terrible post, sorry.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][color=black][sup]The cheetah padded over and watched in silence. Amour wondered why this unfamiliar cat would need Coppermine. She couldn't recall seeing him before, and he smelled strange, so it was odd to see him being so specific for who he needed.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=8]An ex-proclanner in need of an anti-clanner? Well, this seemed rather interesting. Kareain Phantomhive trotted over to the group, well-toned muscles rippling beneath her ravishing, boldly patterned coat. The first tier simply sat down behind most of the felines, almond-shaped eyes locked on the tom that was in search of Coppermine. The 13 moon old femme was currently mute, not a word being emitted from her thin vocal cords.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 5px; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-7/oth639.cur), auto][justify][size=8]"Accepted." The feline muttered promptly. "You can find him hanging around the leader's den, if someone would like to show you around this place." Knowing that he had a father here, the tom might actually know his way around already, probably have already visited multiple times or lived here.
Meh.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 200px; height: 260px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 10px; padding: 10px; text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 7pt; color: #281C10][size=9pt]{ Interaction }[/size] put name in hex code white Moderate Pm Kill Pm Capture Pm Serious Injure [size=9pt]{ Information }[/size] BloodClan Generation 8 First Tier Tabby #alisonfaber [size=9pt]{ Powers }[/size] Super Senses Memory Manipulation [size=9pt]{ Parents }[/size] Jacky Faber Cataclysm [size=9pt]{ Siblings }[/size] Dearlea Permakit Sundae Adriana Corbett Stella Fracta Melantha Charlie Hummingkit [size=9pt]{ Nephews/Nieces }[/size] ... [size=9pt]{ Children }[/size] none currently [size=9pt]{ Other relations }[/size] Serpentine Harbringer (uncle) Missilefire (uncle) Risencorpse (uncle) Grim (uncle) Coppermine (uncle) [/fancypost] |
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"Alright, I guess I'll show you around," the third tier decided, flicking his tail. Turning around, he began to walk back to the Capitol, ear twitching. "Come on."