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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -8px;][justify][font=georgia][color=#d2d2d2][size=7pt]The mountain lion had given instructions to Aolani to meet him here.
Here, of course, would be the meadow all the way back in the old territory, which granted wasn't too far, but it'd still be quite a walk. In the distance would be the familiar beached ship he and Aolani used to call home. Loke could just barely make out the flag. Smiling wistfully, he waited for the clouded leopard to arrive.
All over the place would be flowers, most of which he had made appear with his flower prints. Beside him on his right was a silver tiara. Rings were overrated, not to mention they didn't really fit animal paws.
Anyone who would bother to take the time to try tracking Loke's scent would find him here, and most likely correctly assume he was proposing.
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