• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]- ugh i'm sorry this took forever ;-;
been busy and whatnot </3
Really, Cottonkit was busy minding his own business, seeking out the pretty little flowers that speckled the forest. Cotty could only go to the border, unfortunately, but a majority of the kittens and cadets could only do so, so it wasn't as if he was bitter over it. Besides, plenty of these beautiful purple and white petunias grazed the jungle he could explore.
A tiny basket tucked away in his room was now clutched beneath his jaws, and he routinely placed it next to a particular ivory and lavender flower, plucking it carefully, and letting it float down swiftly into the basket before he swept up the straw-like carrier and turned, trotting back toward the ship with a basket full of beautiful flowers.
[/fancypost]
[align=center][color=white][size=7pt]fancypost (c) truth