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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 340px; border-radius: 10px; font-size: 9px; color: gray; text-align: justify;] Marshall was exploring the floating islands. His new home was still a mystery to him. It caused him to ask himself many questions. Why were the islands floating? How where they floating? Many more questions swarmed throughout his mind, puzzling him. To clear his mind, he found a nice and cool stream to take a drink from. The water was better than any other he had ever tasted. He waded through the stream to the other bank and shook the water from his pelt. He watched as a butterfly fluttered past him. It circled him twice and it landed on his nose. It stared at him with it's dark and buggy eyes, and he calmly stared back. It was a beautiful butterfly. Too bad there wasn't anyone he could share it's beauty with.




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    [sup]As it turns out, Brook had been watching at the time, making note of the male seeming to be intently staring at the butterfly. Giving a soft snort, she grumbled quietly, not wanting to scare away the creature,"If you stare at it any harder, you'll bore holes in it."[/justify]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 340px; border-radius: 10px; font-size: 9px; color: gray; text-align: justify;] Marshall averted his gaze from the butterfly to see who had spoken. Had she been watching him the whole time. He could feel the embarrassment crawling up his neck, but his face remained emotionless. He flicked his ear at the butterfly and it flew away, leaving him with the dragon. "Were you standing there long?" he asked, a ghost of a smirk flying across his lips.




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    (c) gryphon

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    [sup]"Long enough."she said, smirking a bit.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 340px; border-radius: 10px; font-size: 9px; color: gray; text-align: justify;] He tilted his head and gave her a small smile. "I don't think we've met. I'm Marshall." Th black tom introduced flicking an ear.




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    [sup]"The name's Brooklyn. Nice to meet you."she said, tilting her head at him.[/justify]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid white; width: 340px; border-radius: 10px; font-size: 9px; color: gray; text-align: justify;] He dipped his head to her. The butterfly came back and flew past his face, but his eyes never left her. Though it did catch his curiosity as he could sense it land nearby. His eyes flicked away for just a second to see it perched upon a leaf. "Have you been in Blizzardclan long?" He asked, gaze landing back on the dragon.




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