[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:6px; width:305px; margin-bottom:-18px][align=left][font=georgia][glow=#f9ffa0,2,300][size=18][color=white]♛ mustard[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:305px; overflow:auto][hr][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float:left; background:url(https://sp.yimg.com/xj/th?id=O…&pid=15.1&P=0&w=243&h=183); width:70px; height:90px; margin-right:8px][/fancypost][justify][size=7pt][color=#f9ffa0][font=georgia]Through a small bush, outside territory boundaries, Mustard eyed her prey, licking her lips hungrily. She gazed at the target.
It was a glazed donut, on display inside a rural bakery.
She immideatly rushed inside, attempting to shatter the glass at the display window. She jumped at it, knoking it down and breaking it to millions of tiny pieces and shards. And along with that, the gourmet donuts were spread across the birch wood floor.
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[align=center][size=6pt]★ trek
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