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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][size=18] FEATHERKIT ![/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][size=16px][i] [align=center][color=transparent]#birbflower[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white]The blue and white kitten stood tall on top of a stump, after struggling to get up it. Why was she there? Featherkit was surveying the area. She liked honing her observant skills, and it made her feel smarter. After Crosskit got caught in the river after her game, Featherkit admired her bravery. She was so bold, and seemed to really enjoy her game. Featherkit wanted to play a game like that too, something to pass the time.
This game she was in didn't have a name, she wasn't even sure if she could consider it a game. She was just watching life beyond the trees, within the camp. She reared up on her hind legs and looked closer, hoping to see something interesting. With Agent Crossfire and two walkie-talkies, they'd be an unstoppable force. She could be provide intel, and Crosskit would be her spy. Featherkit purred at the thought. That would be fun! The rumbling in her throat made her lose her balance, and the kit ended up falling off of the stump.
[color=cornflowerblue]"Ouchie." [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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