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    OPHELIA
    heaven help a fool who falls in love
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: auto; width: 420px;][justify][font=georgia][color=#FFF0D4]The thrill of the chase surged through Ophelia's body as she dashed over some snow-covered dirt, her little paws crunching the snow underneath her. Her prey, a small mouse, dashed and darted every which way, and Ophelia was having trouble keeping up with it. But she would catch it, no doubt! She leaped onto a rock, and then jumped off, almost landing on the mouse. Just as she was about to grab it with a paw and swoop it up, she smacked into a tree, nose-first. Nobody had ever said that Ophelia was graceful.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]WHAT IF THE ONE TRUE LOVES THE ONLY ONE THAT YOU GET[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height:140%; width:400px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]


    The spotted feline had been out on a stroll, as she often did when she was bored, when the sound of someone running about the snow-laden ground caught her attention. The leopard looked up just in time to see a black bundle of fur racing towards a tree, and opened her mouth to give a warning, but she reacted too late. Star winced slightly as the girl crashed into the trunk, quickly making her way over to the fallen child. [b]"Oh dear, are you aright?" She was a worrier at heart, especially when it came to young ones.




    TAGS: updated 10/3


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    #TAGHERE

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font: normal 13.3pt times; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase][glow=black,2,300]Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks
    "You broke our spirit," says the note we pass ★[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=11pt]"Ouch, that looked painful. You need a bonesaw or anything?" the serval asked, showing up behind Stargazer as he listened in. running nose first into a tree definitely looked painful from where he stood, and having such a long snout probably wouldn't make the impact any better would it?
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    TAGS + INFO

    [fancypost bgcolor=#dbdbdb borderwidth=0px; width: 340pt;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 1pt; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7.5pt; text-align:center; margin-top:-10px; text-transform:uppercase; color: #856363; width: 330pt;]I'd be cold as a stone and rich as a fool[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: -2.5pt; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; text-align:center; margin-top:-10px; text-transform:uppercase; color: #856363; width: 330pt; margin-left: -7pt;]That turned all those good hearts away[/fancypost]
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    Holston did not see the impact as much as hear the smack of collision. Raising his head slowly up from its lazed posture, Holston spotted the labrador ahead. A labrador that seemed to be more intimate with the tree than she had planned. Why on earth had the young dog deemed it a good idea to sprint head first into the obviously steadfast trunk? Needless to say the knock would have shooed a few brain cells from her head.


    Hoisting himself up to his paws, Holston trudged across the snow to halt beside Pishacha. Wordlessly would have been a pliable word if he had possessed a voice but all his halts were so. Flicking an ear, a dismissive greeting, Holston settled his eyes on the young female. His head jerked in a short not, a silent query of Ophelia's wellbeing. He was not entirely self-centred; he knew a painful situation when he saw one.


    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 0.5pt; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; text-align:center; text-transform:uppercase; color: #856363; width: 330pt; margin-left: -7pt;]Throw your heart to me; let it fall and hit the ground[/fancypost][/fancypost]


    [spoiler= notes]

    [justify]Has a polecat companion named Dayne who speaks for him through a character bond.
    [color=#856363]"Dayne's speech
    Dayne's thoughts.    [/justify]