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    [size=24][move][shadow=red,left]Deception... disgrace... evil as plain as the scar on his face... born in grief raised in hate helpless to defy his fate... let him run let him live but do not forget what we cannot forgive...[/shadow][/move]


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    [shadow=red,left][glow=red,2,300]A cat stumbles into the territory, his eyes glazed over. Is that blood on his pelt? He lets out an agonized cry and crumbles to the ground. It's hard to tell if he's alive. One things for sure, he isn't from around here. His claw twitches, as if batting of an invisible warrior. He screeches in agony again, his face contorted.[/glow][/shadow]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font: 12px georgia][sup]"Oh my," Grell pouted, drawing a tongue across his maw. The long-haired red tabby lashed his fluffy tail, "What happened to you, deary?" the gay tom asked.


    [move][shadow=red,left]Deception... disgrace... evil as plain as the scar on his face... born in grief raised in hate helpless to defy his fate... let him run let him live but do not forget what we cannot forgive...[/shadow][/move]


    [shadow=red,left][glow=red,2,300] He thrashes a paw and hissed something through his pain. "Let me die..."[/glow][/shadow]