I'M JUST A BELIEVER {Open} THAT THINGS WILL GET BETTER

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white][size=18] PEACEFULKIT DALE ![/fancypost]
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    Peacefulkit lay near the side of the camp walls. How typical. But this time, however, he was not alone. He smiled as he played with his hedgehog friend in front of him. He had been able to save the little guy's life from the unfair Infernopaw, wishing to kill it for no purposes. After the little disagreement, the child had taken it back to camp with him, though it did take a while, for his pal had requested to make many detours and explore other areas on their way. The brown tom had not remembered a time where he was overly satisfied with something. Was it because now he had a friendly pet? Or perhaps the small creature reminded him of himself, a tiny thing that had been pushed around by someone bigger, and that he had stood up in order to save its life? Chuckling softly, Peace would continue to have his fun with the hedgehog.


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    [align=center][url=http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?action=profile;u=50682][color=white]© Swiftsong


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/Emvgx54.png); width: 345px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 330px; font-size: 11px; color: #b46161; font-family: arial; margin-top: -15pt; margin-left: -5pt;]The unfortunate thing about using sound and smell to paint a picture in your head and move around was that both of those cues could be cancelled out by other factors. Conflicting scents, an abundance of noise, his own lack of attention... all led towards Paragon making an infrequent fool of himself. The blind tabby was moving through camp, paying careful attention with his whiskers, trying to make sure he didn't run into any of his Clanmates; by now, he knew the walls enough to avoid them without thought.


    Unfortunately, the hedgehog was short enough to fly under his radar, and it didn't have a strong enough scent to drown out the myriad of those in camp. If he'd thought about it all, Para would have just thought it was a piece of prey someone was eating or something. But he didn't think about it, and he walked straight towards the lightly prickly animal, closer and closer, until his next step would introduce paw and spikes in an unpleasant fashion. And the whole time, the warrior aged apprentice was totally oblivious to the upcoming experience.[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/CzIDae5.png); width: 345px; height: 13pt; margin-top: -8pt;][/fancypost][align=center][size=9px]@ ARUKIN[/size]

    " watch out! " Twinklekit called out to Paragonpaw, but she feared she was too late, the fluffy brown and white she kit scampered over, blinking at the scene happening in front of her, this would not end well, not at all

    HYACINTHFLOWERING

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px; padding: 4px; text-align: justify;]Hyacinth turned at Twinklekit's shout, but it was already too late to do anything by the time she'd assessed the situation. She was already mentally cringing for poor Paragon before anything had even happened. Oh, and perhaps for the hedgehog as well. Just because you had quills didn't mean it didn't hurt to get squashed.


    "Para!" she called, knowing it was pointless.[/fancypost]

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