[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 15px; font-family: Georgia; text-align: justify; width: 450px; text-transform: lowercase]the femme flipped through her notepad, smiling inwardly. all the juicy tidbits of maisie were nice, but she need more. going through the list of clanmates, she stopped on quicksilver.
"[color=palegreen]looks like its your lucky day." she smiled and traced a clawtip over his name.
