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    [align=center][color=white][font=arial][shadow=black,left]Winterpaw[/shadow]
    [size=10]I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 330px; height: 130px][justify][color=black][font=arial][size=9pt] Winter had been a but miffed at their sudden change, but decided to not let it get her down. She trotted out of the factory and was heading down to the lak when she had an idea. Why not get the Tribe together and go fishing or something? Fish would be good on a hot day like this. Maybe they could go swimming too. "Hey Tribe! Wanna come with me down to the lake?!" She yelled, tail flicking.
















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    " i'll come with you, " the prince mewed casually as he padded over. he wouldn't let this get him too much down, either.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px;][sub][size=7pt]Fishing, why not? Nineteen sure needed some happy thoughts and moments as much as Winter and Yato did and so the cream tabby who was out wandering outside came at the pharaoh's calls and arrived at the scene to meet the two tribemates.

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    [align=center][color=white][font=arial][shadow=black,left]Winterpaw[/shadow]
    [size=10]I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 330px; height: 130px][justify][color=black][font=arial][size=9pt] "Cool! Let's go," Winter commanded and trotted off towards the lake. Everywhere, really, was marshlands, but the lake was the best spot for fish if the crocs hadn't eaten them all yet.




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    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size:7pt; text-align:justify; width:430px; margin-top: 0px;]Hebounded after Winter. Well, he was sure crocs ateeverything, but then, maybeSobek wouldgo easy on them or something. Surely hecouldn'tlet thetribedie, no matter what, right? Hespiedthe lake coming into the view. "Aye, think thecrocs beat us there?"