[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]Well, her earlier breakdown had certainly done Bitterpaw some good, but grief was not known to leave easily. It still showed in her every move and revealed that she most definitely was not okay, but since this morning, the corporal had decided to close her mouth, raise her chin, and pretend everything was just dandy. In an attept to occupy her thoughts, the apprentice was out in the forest, doing an intense hunting excersize. Every time the prey escaped, she would run down to the beach and back. The ritual had already been completed twice, her body lathered with sweat as evidence, but it helped. Her thoughts hadn't dwelled on death since she had left the camp.
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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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