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[align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]A king cheetah had been curled up within the confines of the windmill since long before his brother's passing, a coma to befall him in the midst of sleep. For some time he had been gone, it could be said, unable to connect to the outside world. The reason being was of an unknown, but with a sudden breath, all of those reasons did not matter. The gasp shook his chest, harder than those breaths he had taken during his comatose, and he rose with a start. It was as if he had woken from a horrible dream of which he could not remember the contents. And in his mind, he had gone to sleep but yesterday, his brother still lived, and nothing had changed but the weather and time of day. [/fancypost]

