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    top line of text everybody's looking for something
    top line color and font something that looks good- some sort of cursive, i would think || white
    bottom line of text loner and kittypet plot- one character left
    bottom line color and font coffee font || navy blue
    anything else that's it!

    [size=25pt]Dawnpaw[/size]
    [font=riesling]All kinds of sadness I've left behind me.
    Many's the day when I have done wrong.
    But I'll be yours for ever and ever.
    Climb in the saddle and whistle along.


    [font=rns camelia]"You're welcome," mewed Dawnpaw, the grin in her eyes telling everything that needed to be said. It suddenly occurred to her that she now needed something to do- something that wouldn't be boring beyond life. Something that wasn't a chore. [color=#A35C4C]"Hey... do you wanna go fishing?"

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    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Empire of Tufani ■ To-be ■ Seven Moons[/size]


    A blush crept up the back of her neck, and Moor looked down ashamed at herself for making such a stupid mistake. He was much too big to be a to-be; what had she been thinking? [color=#B8F6F1]"Yeah, I'm a to-be."

    [align=center][font=blairmditc tt]Shekra Swiffo
    [font=cochin][size=7pt]She-kit and Tom-kit ✬ Loners ✬ Five Moons[/size]


    "Shekra?" The two kits had been trekking across this land for the past few days. Open skies, fields aplenty- and more importantly, tons of easy prey and water. There was nothing that wasn't here, and if not for the bountiful fresh scents and sightings of cats they had witnessed, the two might even have thought about settling down and calling this home. But there were too many cats, and with cats came danger. Because with cats came fights. And that was something these five moon old kits simply could not do. So they had wandered on, and in their wanderings wondered about what they were to do next. Though mostly that was Shekra. Swiffo was more the type to go with the flow, wherever that took him. The more observant of the two, he asked his sister, "What's up with that tom?"

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    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Empire of Tufani ■ To-be ■ Seven Moons[/size]


    [color=#B8F6F1]"Stick that Rests on Frozen Moor." With a slight sigh, she continued. [color=#B8F6F1]"Moor, for short. I have no idea why I had to get such a long name. My siblings all got much more sensible ones. I guess I got the shortest straw." The slender tabby and white was already warming to this tom. It was always nice to have friends, even if they were older than you.

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    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Empire of Tufani ■ To-be ■ Seven Moons[/size]


    With a nod, Moor drew in a deep breath, warm and soothing. She now didn't really feel like talking any more. She was like that, talkative- somewhat- one moment, but silent and watching the next.

    [align=center][font=colonna mt]b a s a n t [color=#C6FFCB]i sholeh
    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Comets ■ To-be ■ Nine Moons[/size]


    Appearance ■ Basanti is a tuxedo she-cat with a gentle, solid build. She is very light on her paws, with her pale pink-almost white, tough pads, due to her love of running. Her eyes are a beautiful spring-green.
    [img width=345 height=510]http://i1125.photobucket.com/a…600/blipdedip/Basanti.jpg[/img]


    Personality ■ Basnati is a sweet, gentle she-cat, but really only with cats she knows well. She has thorny side, though this is one she almost always only shows to those who she dislikes or doesn't know- and isn't young. This she-cat loves kits, and refuses to harm them, no matter the rank, alliance, or anything among those lines. She also loves to run, and hunt. Fighting isn't really something she enjoys doing, but she has nothing against it either.

    [align=center][font=colonna mt]b a s a n t [color=#C6FFCB]i sholeh
    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Comets ■ To-be ■ Nine Moons

    ooc
    Sorry, in advance, for the almost-no-punctuation and semi-randomness... that's just how I write my poems.[/size]
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    [font=arial]there was nothing
    now
    nothing
    obvious-
    a hint of breeze, wet with water
    sun
    warming away
    defrosting
    though
    there was nothing
    nothing
    that
    needed it


    nothing
    danced through the fields
    happier
    than life
    ready
    waiting
    for
    something


    something
    in the form of
    sadness
    to end
    its simple joys
    simple sorrows
    simple hopes
    simple tomorrows


    so there was nothing
    to see
    all
    who was wise
    was hiding
    in burrows
    dens
    nests


    protected places
    free
    of the clutter
    of the warmed air
    warmer air
    moving
    dancing
    happier
    than life


    so
    basanti
    was the wind
    with
    a breath
    of wet
    racing
    silently
    paws
    barely
    touching
    the over-
    heating
    ground


    muzzle open
    breath in
    out
    in
    out
    scenting
    for anything
    anything at all


    suddenly
    one
    skips onto the spectrum
    mouse
    small
    but-
    worthwhile
    something
    is
    of course
    better than nothing


    so
    paws are clouds now
    spring clouds
    full of silent showers
    silent thunder
    like summer clouds
    paws
    ready
    to bring the kill


    the mouse comes
    beaded eyes,
    dusty fur
    cat
    swivels her ears
    listening
    silently
    to the munch of grain


    who knows
    how that
    creature
    can pause
    and eat
    in the swirling heat
    swaying
    to a dance of its own


    it sits
    easy kill
    though hard to find
    basanti
    freezes
    ice circulating
    from her body
    to be eaten
    by
    the hovering
    air


    one paw
    one step
    she
    moves
    forward


    it
    stays


    closer
    she comes
    then
    as soon as
    she could possibly reach


    down
    and
    up


    she flies
    lands
    kills
    with
    a bite
    a snap


    dead
    in her jaws
    prey

    username; fiasoso, though the display is Meh.
    type; ...
    image(s); http://i1125.photobucket.com/a…600/blipdedip/Wavepaw.jpg
    main text & color; Wavepaw || some nice shade of blue, please
    sub text & color; the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
    you left me in the dark || white? but faded, so a sort of grey... something like that that actually looks good
    font/font type; for the name, http://www.dafont.com/jellyka-saint-andrews-queen.font || for the sub text, something plainer that looks nice
    color scheme; blues, greys, and white- whatever looks good. i'd like the mood to be sort of depressed, though.
    special effects; ummmmm... something that makes it look good? i dunno, whatever you'd like.

    First reply! :P


    For a Siggeh


    Username: fiasoso
    Main Text: Markedpaw
    Sub Text: Alegria
    Beautiful roaring scream
    Of joy and sorrow
    So extreme
    {{Could the first line of the sub-text be almost as big as his name, then the other lines smaller?}}
    Picture preferences: Here's a link to the pic:
    http://www.nefertitimaus.com/y…s/Harvey.10101724_std.jpg
    Also, I love how you did that first example... could this one be a bit like it, though without the repeat cat in the background?
    Other: I think that's it!

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    [font=arial][size=7pt]She-cat ■ The Empire of Tufani ■ To-be ■ Seven Moons[/size]


    Shaking her head slowly, Moor gazed around at the kits, all caught up in their own little fishbowl worlds. Not just the kits, but the others too. They all were, Moor included. Not caring about what didn't effect them, not knowing about what was happening in the world. Oh, they knew about what touched their fishbowls, but nothing else. Just what was going on around them. Just what they heard about, what they saw. That was it. That was life.

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    [font=arial][size=7pt][color=#DC0000]Tom-kit ¤ Formerly of ThunderClan ¤ Now of StarClan ¤ Kit of Four Moons
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    He was in StarClan... StarClan. Well, of course he knew about StarClan. The Elders spoke of it often, not to mention almost every cat, at some point of another. But, there was something about StarClan- [color=#810000]"Does that mean I'm dead now?" He whispered, gazing at Whipnet with worried dark blue eyes, the color of ink. He didn't really expect an answer. This was one question he already knew the answer to. That didn't mean he liked it- or that he truly excepted it. This was just a dream, when he opened his eyes, it would be gone, and he would wake up in a warm nest back in the nursery, and Spottedkit would be ready to play with him!


    Squinting his eyes closed as much as he possibly could, Blazekit opened them, to, of course, reveal the same beautiful landscape he had been viewing earlier. Plentiful trees, though many clearings, streams and even a river, off in the distance. Freshkill bounding about, unafraid to show its plumpness and obvious yumminess. It was wonderful, but all the kit wanted was to go home. He wanted his parents, and his siblings. He wanted Spottedkit, his best friend and favorite sister. He wanted to not be here. But since, for now at least, this dream was holding onto him, he decided that he would play along. It would be fun to learn more about StarClan, and now he could tell Spottedkit even more!


    [color=#810000]"How can I watch over my clan if I'm just a kit?" He asked, the question one that came unbidden to his tongue. Oh well. It was a good one.


    Here you go! I couldnt get the picture you wanted to work, so i had to use another one if thats okay. If you want any changes made, please tell me! ill be happy to help.



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    I LOVE it! Thank you so much!!!!


    [b]For a Siggeh


    Username: fiasoso/Meh.
    Main Text: adara
    Sub Text: It's a great big world and a big bright sun shinnin' on everyone
    Shinnin' on everyone
    So take care of your love
    Picture preferences:
    Link:
    http://www.wildlifemanagementp…/mourning-dove-season.jpg


    Could you put circles on this one, and make them a spring green (#8EF68E), please?
    Other: N/A