MEOW // pet store, open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; overflow: auto; height: 80px; width: 350px][justify][size=8]Rikki stared in through the shop's windows, peering inside curiously. She trotted over to the door and shoved against it. Luckily it wasn't locked, and swung open at the little cat's push, a strong scent coming out.


    She wandered inside, glancing around. There was a counter, and shelves - lots of shelves - with all sorts of things on them. Cat beds, dog baskets, tennis balls, ropes, collars and leashes, not to mention old dog biscuits, which after one sniff Rikki decided to leave well alone.


    A pet shop? Good enough for her. Leaping with ease up onto the counter, she sat in a cat basket smugly, deciding to make this her headquarters.

    [size=20pt]KARMAMAGIC[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; margin-top: -18px]with a heart as cold as stone


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    "Why are there so many scents in here?" the female inquired with a wrinkled nose as she paused beside Stacey. There were many aromas that coated the store, and she was kind of intrigued by them. Even if it was a horrid mix of smells, she was curious as to what the shop could possible have been used for. Perhaps a slaughter shop, and if that was the case, she wouldn't have been surprised. The female advanced forward, her cerulean luminaries taking in all the information she could. There was a distinct smell of avian, and a little bit of canine. Perhaps it was one of those shops where humans trafficked animals and sold them into slavery? If it was, she probably wouldn't have been too happy.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; height: auto;][size=8]The caramel-hued femme heard commotion coming from an old pet shop. Cocking her head slightly in curiosity, Jade bounced over to the scene with a good-natured grin upon her maw. What was this? The small feline shoved the door open, peering inside cautiously. "What's all this?"
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