[fancypost bgcolor= firebrick; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: goldenrod;]I'LL CARRY YOUR WORLD[/fancypost]
| [fancypost bgcolor= goldenrod; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: firebrick; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Georgia]PANEM``[font=georgia][size=8] The black femme has been worrying about her sister lately. Canadiankit hasn't shown up much since their fathers' death and the moment their mother turned insane and spat obscenities at them and told them that she despised them. Panny was just walking about, sand coating her white paws and making them a quite interesting light brown, when a familiar scent wafted through the air and filled her nose. Canadiankit? She followed the scent for a minute or so. It led her to a rather small, but pretty cave. As soon as Panem stepped into it, she was filled with worry. Her sister was sitting down, staring at the ground and looked quite miserable. "Oh, Canada," she meowed with the slightest hint of pity in her voice and ran up to Canadiankit. Panem brushed her muzzle against her sister's ear, trying to make her feel a little better. [/fancypost] |
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: goldenrod;]AND ALL YOUR HURT.[/fancypost]
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