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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] SUNCLAN — APPRENTICE — [abbr= SUNCLAN SWEETHEART : connor x npc, melanistic serval, six moons, flower power, easy, pm to plot, open to capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]it was a beautiful day out- there were many clouds in the sky, the water glistened, and the breeze was soft. in a patch of violet orchids sat a black figure, eyes closed as soft snores rose from her parted lips. there was a snap of branches, and a pair of violet visionaries joined the flowers, black curved triangles rose to the top of her head, whiskers twitching as the pollen tickled her nose.
a mouse darted along, simply moving to go get a drink of water. regretfully, the black female rose, creeping forward as the little mouse sat up, beginning to clean itself with it's little gray paw. hesitantly, swanee would reach out and snap the little creature's neck, killing it immediately. there were many things wrong with her stance, though to her it didn't matter- she'd gotten the thing anyways. besides, she'd been training herself for a bit now.
sighing wistfully, she shook the pollen off her back, looking around as it confused what to do with the dead animal at her paws.
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