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    [sub]Atavan Halen was standing on a rock, watching a column of ants march briskly past. The wolfdog's head was titled curiously as he stared at the little things, lips pursed. Their militaristic lineup was impressive, as was their determination. Even when he rolled a rock into their path they simply strutted over it. Very softly, the Apothecary Student chuckled.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 400px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; text-shadow: black 1px 1px 3px; text-align: center; margin-left: -155px;][size=23pt][i][color=maroon]acting on your best behaviour[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; margin-left: -150px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: center;][size=8][color=black][ turn your back on mother nature ][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 5px double maroon; border-left: 0px double white; border-bottom: 5px double maroon; border-right: 0px double maroon; width: 400px; height: 300px; margin-left: -110px; overflow: auto; width: 395px; height: 295px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;][color=black][size=8][b]"Interesting, aren't they?" Jefferson questioned with a smile, quiet as to not frighten the apothecary student into a heart attack or anything of the sort.
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    [align=center][size=7pt][font=georgia][color=black]TEMPLATE (c) SYLVER[/fancypost]

    [sub]A squeal of shock escaped Atavan and he toppled off the rock, falling into a small pile of leaves. They flew up around him, causing him to be even more afraid. He whined loudly and flailed wildly, scrambling in terror back onto his rock, staring at Jefferson with blue eyes aflame with fear. When he'd regained his composure, and when his heart felt like it wasn't going to stop, he squeaked, "U-um! Y-yes..."

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 220px; background: url(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic…MSch_ur7W2-vMXDinlLvTb6ZO); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: felix titling; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: #ffffee; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]SERACLETONA [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]Phantomclan - Siamese with wings [/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"I like ants too... say Jeff, I dare you to eat one!" Seracletona would purr, coming up to stand beside Jefferson. With a pleasant smile directed towards Atavan, she'd await his response, laughing softly to herself.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; width: 468px; height; 10px][sub][align=center][size=7pt]don't run from your demons[/size]
    [sub][size=5pt][c] #GrimmTemplate #Seracletonahere![/size]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 400px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; text-shadow: black 1px 1px 3px; text-align: center; margin-left: -155px;][size=23pt][i][color=maroon]acting on your best behaviour[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; margin-left: -150px; margin-top: -15px; text-align: center;][size=8][color=black][ turn your back on mother nature ][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 5px double maroon; border-left: 0px double white; border-bottom: 5px double maroon; border-right: 0px double maroon; width: 400px; height: 300px; margin-left: -110px; overflow: auto; width: 395px; height: 295px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;][color=black][size=8][b]"Hell no," the deputy wrinkled his nose and lashed his tail in irritation at the suggestion. Eat the ants? She might as well have dared him to lick a cactus or something.
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    [align=center][size=7pt][font=georgia][color=black]TEMPLATE (c) SYLVER[/fancypost]

    [sub]"I-I-I b-b-b-bet t-they're g-g-g-good f-f-for y-y-you, s-s-s-s-s-s-sire." stuttered the pup with a sly, brief instance of humor. He waved slightly to Sera.