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F O N D A N T K I T T I T A N I U M
blizzardclan;; npcXnpc;; tom;; muse baby
adopted by Gildedthrone; technically Hpr
#sweetasfondant
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//because sweet is a ridiculous source of thread-title lyrics
Fondant was unmistakeably new to BlizzardClan. He wasn't used to the weather or the unfamiliar faces. It was all so different from his old home.
He had made the trek with his adopted father, Gildedthrone, to live closer to family. And by family, he was sure his dad only meant Kimberland. The unit had arrived to camp two days ago, and he had slept in the comfort of his old man's golden fur. Tonight, he was encouraged to find friends his own age.
The Titanium scratched at the different terrain beneath him and gave a petit stretch.
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sand cat
heterosexual
attacks in #FF6666
talks in white
[size=7pt](c)GEEK[/size]
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