pictures came and broke your heart -- private, dahlia

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 289px; height: autopx; color: grey; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;][size=15pt]★[/size] err... it was uncertain how suzuya had gotten here in the penumbra. he was in riverclan a moment ago. well, whatever. he wasn't sure if the penumbra was an ally or an enemy. then again, either way, it didn't really matter. the stitched-up apprentice glanced around nervously. how would he ever get home? what was he going to tell his mama?



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/pUPvPWO.jpg);bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px;][justify][size=8][font=meiryo]Dahlia was not fond of strangers. She really wasn't. However, seeing as it was seemingly a part of daily life to deal with them, the ebony vixen made a point of getting better about it. "Name and business on the territory?" the pretty broken-angel inquired as she drew near, catching sight of the tom. Ebony wings stretching wide, they settled once more comfortably upon her back, as she awaited his words. This stranger, was sure an interesting sight.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 289px; height: autopx; color: grey; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;][size=15pt]★[/size] ah. a pretty lady, so it seemed. well, his mama told him not to bother ladies like her, but.. she did ask him first. " my name is juuzou suzuya, miss! and, uh, please accept my regards, but i'm... lost."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/pUPvPWO.jpg);bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px;][justify][size=8][font=meiryo]It was amusing how flustered people got when they were nervous and lost. Keeping a small smile from her lips, Dahlia kept her head tilted to the side. "You are lost? Where do you come from." the vixen inquired.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 289px; height: autopx; color: grey; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;][size=15pt]★[/size] " riverclan, miss! uh, it's sort of a long way from here... hey, you're kinda pretty." suzuya said, grinning the same trademark grin he always did. his mother would disapprove of his manners, but a compliment to a girl like her shouldn't be scolded, should it?



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