[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: #FDBC7A; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]A bird landed a plain white box flat on Apollo's head startling the thin feline into full attention and making the poor spooked feline flinch in pain. Stepping back out of instinct and peering forward as the bird fluttered quickly away rather afraid to be served as lunch but of course Apollo was not as cruel to do so. Looking down at the box a bit hesitant but also very curious. Well I was hit with it may as well see what was worth getting a bruise on the noggin for. Sliding a claw into the boxes side they flipped open the small compartment to find a gold frame of a picture. Hm? Slowly the Sunclanner/Blizzardclanner removed it instantly mystified and somewhat excited to see what was in the frame. Flipping the frame over to expose its glassed in very gray photo. Apollos very heart ceased a brief moment at what it held. Papa? In the graying photo was a very young serval form of Jiyu looking rather grumpy while an excited Cougar Aristotle gripped her by the neck in a bone crushing hug, the tall form of Latin stood in the back the stag rolled his eyes as a sleepy Roseblood laid atop his head paw lolling lazily to the side. The creamy body of Grim and Felix stood to the left and right of Aristotle and Jiyu, Felix looking in the opposing way with a frown and Grim staring down at a playful looking Anthrax her paw batting at his maw and a similarly bemused Sola behind them. There were a few faces that he did not recognize though a smaller doe sat awkwardly to the side and a few very young cubs bounced around fuzzily to the side of the picture but all in all the group stood in front of a old dresser in a room with dark wallpaper that was slowly twisting off the walls from age but despite the melancholic room and few awkward faces the image was happy and crinkled with age. drip. A small plop hit the glass covering and spattered dots all around as another droplet hit. Oh, oh no. Apollo hated crying as much as they hated violence and yelling but it was difficult with the feeble emotions choking them but strangely it was a sadness yes but also a happiness, Appy finally had something to remember their family by but it hurt awfully at the fact none of these faces graced the former tom any longer except their aunty Jiyu's but even now she was only a dwindling spirit and a much different person and that only left a burning pang of desire for the presence of a home, like they had with Envy back in Radicalclan or in the carousel cart with their siblings like back in the Elite. The tears were brief and silent darkening a small line in Apollo's bright white and orange cheeks but the sad smile continued as they stared longingly at the picture infront of their paws.[/fancypost][CENTER]
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