[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20pt; color: grey; margin-bottom: -8px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#dfdfdf; border: 1px solid #666666; color: #666666; width: 400px; height: 134px;][fancypost bgcolor=#efefef; borderwidth=1px; border: 1px solid #666666; width: 400px; height: 120px; margin-left: -16px]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#dfdfdf; borderwidth=0px; border-left: 1px solid #666666; border-right: 1px solid #666666; color: #666666; width: 300px; height: 102px; font-size: 7pt; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]The frail, thin build of Ashenkit stood out among the plants. He was gathering a bunch of plants, from grass to berries to leaves. He wanted to play "medic" with someone. The boy sat around camp, his pile of "herbs" right in front of him. Ash opened his mouth to speak. "Anyone wanna play with me?" The kitten asked, clicking his tongue.[/fancypost] |
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