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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 This is the dawning of the rest of our lives[shadow=black,left][color=white] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 330px; height: 130px][justify][color=black][font=arial][size=9pt] Winterpaw stood in the center of the camp, thinking how cool it was that the League had so many caves and tunnels in their home. She wanted to explore, but feared getting lost. How funny would that be, getting lost so soon? Ha! No, the small tortie would stay around Middy and Niney for now. She knew them best, but she needed to meet new people. What good would staying here be if she didn't even know the members? That had to change. "Meet and greet!" She exclaimed. It had been so long since she'd heard those words, "I'm Winterpaw, the Pharoah of the Marshland Tribe! We're currently hanging with you guys here, since our home kinda got destroyed." Destroyed sounded cooler than taken away. [/fancypost] |