a secret place for me and you && joining

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px solid white; height: 300px; width: 130px; background: url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/56…3alkJiQq1t96d7to1_400.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; height: 302px; width: 200px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; overflow: auto; height: 270px; width: 200px; margin-top: -5px; margin-left: -15px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; color: white;]A faded summer light beamed into a small clearing, settling peacefully upon tiny and yet very chubby youth. The kitten appeared to be peacefully sleeping, a snooze muffled slightly as it rose from her opened mouth and her chest heaving up and down in tune to her rest. She held no familiar scent, but it was quite obvious she did not belong in this place, for if she had, her pelt might've been covered in the musky smell of the surrounding trees. Instead, she smelled positively plain, it was rather odd to say the least.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px; height: 22px; width: 200px; margin-left: -15px;]

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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: firebrick; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]kylie walsh ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]SO LONG LIVE THE RECKLESS AND THE BRAVE , I DON'T THINK I WANNA BE SAVED ![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]
    Kylie blinked. A stranger, so of course she would have to ask the whole "name and business" thing. She didn't want to rudely wake the kitten up, so she tried to gently prod her with a paw. [b]"Um...."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Thor padded over, eyes narrowed to the sleeping child with a flick of his torn ears. As he stood beside his clanmates, the feline dropped his head to sniff at it suspiciously. When a plain, musky smell caught his freckled nose, he straightened his spine and grunted, turning his chartreuse orbs to Kylie. Since she was girl, he figured she would know what to do with the baby so looked at her expectantly.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px solid white; height: 300px; width: 130px; background: url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/56…3alkJiQq1t96d7to1_400.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; height: 302px; width: 200px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; overflow: auto; height: 270px; width: 200px; margin-top: -5px; margin-left: -15px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; color: white;]The rather chubby kitten's eyelids fluttered open as she was awoken from her odd sleep, a yawn flying from her lips and her legs stretching in front of her. Her mouth returning to it's hinges, the tiny kitten's vivid blue eyes searched the clearing, her body immediately leaping backwards as they caught sight of the Sunclan cats. "W-Who are you?" She stammered softly, flailing like a fish out of water and facial features growing to be panicked.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px; height: 22px; width: 200px; margin-left: -15px;]

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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: #C3E4ED; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]mary bennett .[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]MAY WE STAY LOST ON OUR WAY HOME![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][b]"Calm down,"     Mary soothed, approaching the trio. "We're friendly. I'm Mary Bennett, and this is SunClan. What's your name?" She asked, glancing towards the canopy of the nearby trees. There, among the bare branches, her Phoenix fluttered about, aimlessly wandering from branch to branch. Hopefully, Aethon wasn't usually a threat, but the poor little girl looked terrified as it was already, so Mary decided to introduce them later. Returning her gaze to the newcomer, she offered a friendly grin.


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    #maryhere

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px solid white; height: 300px; width: 130px; background: url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/56…3alkJiQq1t96d7to1_400.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; height: 302px; width: 200px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; overflow: auto; height: 270px; width: 200px; margin-top: -5px; margin-left: -15px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; color: white;]The youth didn't seem to understand what to respond with. It was all very confusing, for she was definitely sure she had been somewhere else a few minutes ago.... Where? She couldn't recall, but she definitely hadn't been in a forest, or at least she thought so. Eyes as wide as saucers, she responded with a shaky voice, still not trusting those around her despite friendly smiles. "A-Ah... Macaroonkit..."[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px; height: 22px; width: 200px; margin-left: -15px;]

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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 26pt; color: #704785; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]sylvia mikealson-xerxes[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]SCREAMING, CRYING, PERFECT STORMS, I CAN MAKE ALL THE TABLES TURN, ROSE GARDEN FULL OF THORNS.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]"[b]Hello sweetheart. I'm Sylvia. Welcome to SunClan,    " greeted the slender female as she arrived at the joining.


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    #TAGHERE

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px solid white; height: 300px; width: 130px; background: url(https://33.media.tumblr.com/56…3alkJiQq1t96d7to1_400.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; height: 302px; width: 200px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; overflow: auto; height: 270px; width: 200px; margin-top: -5px; margin-left: -15px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; color: white;]The word had suddenly clicked inside her head, but she frankly had no idea where she had heard it from. Mostly, she just felt like a fish out of water, and that certainly didn't feel very nice. "U-Uh... Thanks." She murmurred, still quite confused by the whole situation.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px; height: 22px; width: 200px; margin-left: -15px;]

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    [size=11px]— #macaroondaydream[/size]