| [fancypost bgcolor=#8470FF; border: 0px solid white; width: 100px; height: 150px; color: white;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: auto; height: auto; margin-left: -20px; margin-top: 4px;] mysterysong [align=center][size=6pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size] |
| [/fancypost][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#C6E2FF; border: 0px solid white; width: 350px; height: 150px; margin-left: -5px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 330px; height: 130px; overflow: auto; color: #473C8B ; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: verdana; line-height: 150%; margin-left: -5px; margin-top: 5px] Mysterysong had packed an artistic hamper. Paints, brushes, paper, little pots, and it was all wrapped up in a large canvas. There was a little card on top saying, If you were expecting food, then I'm sorry. But if you wanted to liven up your camp, then you're welcome! The injured feline sat near the gate and called "Gifts f-from Windclan!" [/fancypost][/fancypost] |

