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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][size=12]Aztecruin was trying to get back into the swing of things. He was trying his best to run in his felines body but he got tired out easily. He guessed this was the disadvantage of binge eating his heart out. He was ashamed of himself. Once upon a time he was a fit and very muscular tom... oh, how time flies by. The overweight tabby sighed, carrying back a robin his jaws.


    He was very good at the element of surprise, though. He still had that going for him. The tom sat down and looked around, actually not hungry for once.

    [justify]"Hey Aztecruin," she purred as she approached the tom, plonking herself down beside him. "What are you up to, kiddo?" She called him that as, in her eyes, he would always be a kit. She remembered back to the days when he'd just been born and realized just how fast time really had flown by. He'd grown up so quickly. It was amazing. "What are you up to?"[/justify]