[fancypost bgcolor= translarent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font: Georgia font-size: 100px; margin-bottom: -38px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center][size=20pt]RAINPAW[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=#FFFFFF; borderwidth=0pt; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 75px; background:url(http://i58.tinypic.com/2itn9qf.gif); border-radius: 25pt 25pt 25pt 25pt; background-position: right][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; padding: 10px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px;][font=Georgia][color=white]Info ★ [abbr=Small bluish-silver-grey Russian blue mix with hazel eyes and white paws, chin, throat, and belly]Look[/abbr] ★ Powers Info ★ [abbr=Ask for major injuries, capture, etc || No kill || Attack in 99ffcc bold]Battle tags[/abbr]
[size=10][font=Georgia]Rainpaw laid down under dappled shadows and afternoon sun in the camp, quickly dozing off as usual.
Dreams of flashing, blurred memories turned into shadows and night-terrors- his auntie she-cat back with his mother's twolegs calling he and his sister, Ruby, disgusting mistakes; other loners they had run into cruelly making fun of and attacking them; Ruby calling him a weak, babyish sissy; being unable to save her from a fox as he was far too small, all of his fears seemingly solidified in his uselessness.
He shot up, wide awake and in a cold sweat. Looking around at the camp in the now evening light, he felt his eyes tearing up. Quickly, he got up and ran out to nowhere in particular other than away, tears held back the best he could with sniffles. However, he didn't get very far before running into a familiar but blurry black dog. After attempting to mutter out an apology, he gave up, flopping to the ground and letting his tears burst free, now openly sobbing.
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