ROTTING BURDENS ; open / joiner

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;] the lynx sat at the edge of the border, black kerchief covering his eyes, as he awaited for someone to come. he ultimately decided that he would join windclan - it appealed to him in a way. wide terrain, many people to meet, a new beginning perhaps. that's where it all boiled down to, the latter, and that's all he needed. he then shifted his massive paws and waited instead of yelling out, blankly looking ahead.

    [justify]Seeing the lynx, Wingspan hurried over to him. "Hello! Name and business please," she said, hoping it wasn't someone who was going to attack her.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: white; width: 390px; border-left:solid teal 3px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 388px; color:teal; text-align:right;font-family:arial; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-3px; border-bottom:1px dotted turquoise; padding-bottom: 3px; margin-left: -14px;]fruit machine[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 380px; font-family:arial; font-size:11px; text-align:justify; color:#252525; line-height:12px; margin-left: -16px;]Ooh, no fair. He wanted to get to one of these first some day! Even though he was on the taller side (not nearly as much as most of his siblings), he was still a little kitten and had some time before he didn't have to run to keep up with his clan mates. The bi-colored domestic all but bounced forward, coming to a halt at the Deputy's side and watching the stranger with teal eyes. [/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; background: teal; width: 393px;][/fancypost]

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    [justify][color=lightgrey][size=10px]coming up on wingspan's other side, ben gazed at the stranger curiously. the deputy had already asked the usual questions, so he stayed silent for now, giving the lynx a small smile in greeting.

    [justify][size=8]Nadia walked up to the small group, and noticed an unfamiliar lynx. Noticing the cloth over his eyes, the Russian blue presumed that he was blind. Licking her mouth subtly, she awaited Atlas' response to the deputy's question.