[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]On the border of ColouredClan was a heart... Made out of hearts. And an assortment of various other dead animal parts. How utterly romantic. Underneath the heart was a note, addressed to none other than the ex-leader.
Dear Impavid,
I give my heart to you
Love always,
Radiowires
The horned serval was no one to be seen. But they were around, just not in sight. Of course they were going to watch this whole ordeal take place.
