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[b][size=20pt]FALLPAW HEARTPHILIA![/size]
male - steward - westeros[hr][hr]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 380px; height: 110px; font-family: georgia]fallpaw stared up at the sky, rotating his view so that he could look at as much stars as possible. he was struck by a streak of sadness, of his lost friends back in riverclan. were they looking at the same sky right now, thinking of him? or did they just think that he was a traitor…? about half of them had been okay with his, middy’s, and snowpaw’s leaving - and the other half had branded him as a traitor and instantly hated him. it kind of sucked, made it seem all the more real. there was no going back from his choice. the lynx swallowed and stared once again at the stars in an attempt to calm the waves lashing at his mind. no, he should stop thinking about this. most times, it was easy.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
[color=gray][size=6pt]{c}Soggynoodle[/size]