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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]Alice hated being inactive. Even though it was caused by forces she didn't know, she still didn't like it. But that was all behind her now -- she hoped. She could be found in the shade, right before the sunlight was cut off. She sighed dreamily, staring at the lit space in front of her, a curious look on her face. She mulled over the idea of walking into the sun -- exposing herself for what she was -- but she couldn't tell what would happen. The futures were shaky, mostly because she hadn't made up her mind. It was a self-fulfilling prophecy. For now, she just laid there, celestial gold eyes lingering ahead.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px; color: #BDBDC6; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;][justify][size=9pt]♦ ♦ [color=#622028]♦[/size][color=transparent]-"[b]What are you staring at?" Suga joked as he walked over to the older feline, lying down in the sun. He loved the sun, which was part of why he loved SunClan's territory so much, and he was unaware of Alice's problem with it. He was a vampire, and he knew that they were a different branch of the species, but he had his piercing to protect him from the sun. Rolling around on the ground out of boredom, the tom enjoyed the fact that this had never been a problem for him.
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    [align=center] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-10px; letter-spacing:0px][align=center][font=arial][size=12][color=black]You think you own me, but you can't control me![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:6px; background-color:black; width:375px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She was a hybrid, though she never said of what kind. She could always, nevertheless, walk through sunlight, she just naturally preferred to lazily lurk in the shadows. An eerie habit she had made when she had been Nyx, sadly enough. Yawning softly, she too would stretch out, yet say nothing of importance.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]At Suga's question, she was snapped out of her reverie. She blinked a few times before offering him a smile, inwardly jealous he could simply walk into the sun without a care. There were different types of vampires, yes, and she loathed the type she was. But she couldn't change that. Not now, anyway. "Oh, nothing." She said, brushing it off breezily. "It's a beautiful day." She remarked pleasantly. The weather was becoming more autumnal, and fall was her favorite season. She turned her attention towards Immy, offering her another bright grin. "Hey there, stranger." She purred jokingly.


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    [align=center] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-10px; letter-spacing:0px][align=center][font=arial][size=12][color=black]You think you own me, but you can't control me![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:6px; background-color:black; width:375px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"Not enough gloom and doom for my tastes," she'd murmur lazily, lightly accented voice quiet against the activities of the day. Truthfully, though, she was glad it was this peaceful, glad that she didn't have to be involved in another pointless war. Maker knows how many she had participated in as of now- the answer, though, was simply too many. "Alice in Wonderland," she echoed back, a slight teasing glint in those amber optics of hers. "Fall down any holes lately?"


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