[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt #A6E5F3; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -30px;][align=center][size=46pt][color=#A6E5F3][b]Bitterpaw[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=15pt][color=white][b]☆ NO, YOU CANNOT BE HER; SHE IS FAR AWAY[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b]( WALKING IN STARLIGHT IN ANOTHER WORLD )[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed #A6E5F3; border-bottom: 3px dashed #A6E5F3; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 200px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]]The world was sideways. At least, it was for Bitterpaw. The corporal was sprawled out on her side, resting on the brittle grass that had forced its way up through the sand on the beach. The sound of waves breaking on the shore filled her ears as she watched the tide move vertically due to her position on the ground. The noise was quite relaxing; like a symphony being conducted by nature itself. It was a nice day. Of course, a nice day for her meant overcast skies and a touch of wind. The small breeze gently stirred the cool sand around her, sending a few grains into her fur. She'd definitely have to take a swim later in order to expel the soil from her fur, but right now she didn't care. Her eye lids slowly slid down. She was currently limp, the only signs that she wasn't dead marked by the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. It felt as if she could fall asleep that very second. Of course, that would be stupid with a war going on, and she herself and the rest of her clanmates a part of it. There was no peace these days it seemed. Precious moments like this were not taken for granted. Just her, the ocean, and nothing to worry about. For now.[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate, #hcactivitybitter
just a dream. [p]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Well, who was this again? Karin couldn't recall. The undersized cougar approached the snowy white feline that she hadn't yet met and locked her stormy gray eyes on her small form. "Hey, who're you? I'm Karin Kurosaki." Her words were blunt as she plopped down in the sand next to Bitterblue. Today was an okay day for Kar. She was used to the cold mountains and it was just too freaking hot here. But at least it was cooler today. [/justify][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 220px; background: url(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net…umi_and_the_Candles_~.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: felix titling; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: #2b1c83; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]BITTERPAW[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]HawkClan Corporal - Domestic Cat [/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Popping her head up, Bitterpaw quickly focused on the much larger feline. And who might this be? Another new clanmate? "Hello Karin. I'm Bitterpaw, one of the corporals around here."
//muse death
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; width: 468px; height; 10px][sub][align=center][size=7pt]Some people don't understand the promises they're making when they make them.[/size]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Okay, well she seemed nice enough. She figured she probably wouldn't be one of those stuck up brats that got on her nerves every time she talked to them. The dark cougar gave her a polite smile before clearing her throat. "Okay, well nice to meet you, Bitterpaw."[/justify][/fancypost]