[fancypost bgcolor=#290808; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=2px; height: 30px; width: 378px; color:#b1d5e0; font-family: arial; text-align: center;]the son was an okay guy,
they had a pet dragonfly.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=2px; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…vynw2wAkT_T99HL5MHfUF.png); width: 170px; height: 270px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: left;][size=19pt] " POLARKIT "[/size][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#b1d5e0; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=2px; color:#290808; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 320px; height: 270px;] Had it always been this slow in RushingClan? Who was the leader? Who were the higher ups in general? Thoughts brewed in the bored kit's mind. What was he to do? Sit around like a dying leech or run around like a crackhead? Both were kinda stupid, and at the moment Polo was in no mood to act like either. There were plenty of kits to play with in the clan, yes, but most only showed themselves at certain times of the day. He needed someone to keep him somewhat occupied. Who was there? Well, there was that one kit that made his heart beat quicker than normal. What was his name again... Saltwaterkit? Yeah, that was his name. So he would go look for him, okay then. Slowly getting up, he strode out of the nursery, looking around. "Saltwaterkit?" [size=6pt]fancypost [c] lychee & lyrics [c] of monsters and men[/size] [/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=#290808; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=2px; height: 30px; width: 378px; color:#b1d5e0; font-family: arial; text-align: center;]the dragonfly it ran away,
it came back with a story to say !
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