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| [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; margin-top: -20px;][justify][color=black][font=arial]//Lemniscatecross's already there (see p.1) c: "It's a book." Monarch explained for what seemed to her like the millionth time. Sure, she could be a little less impatient, but other cats could listen too. It was a little annoying to have to repeat oneself. "Do you know what it says?" [/fancypost] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; margin-top: -20px;][justify][color=black][font=arial]Beside Pockykit, Monarchkit sprinted as well, paws thudding upon the ground in a rhythm that matched her heartbeat. Almost like drums, except not quite so loud. But the serval didn't stop to ponder about this. It was a race, so she focused on running. [/fancypost] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; margin-top: -20px;][justify][color=black][font=arial]//no, it's fine c: Monarch grinned as well, instantly bending over and inspecting the queer shapes again. Finding one that appeared over and over, she pointed it out. It was a long and thin character, and usually stood alone, away from the others, and in reality, it was an 'I'. "This could mean 'tree' because it's long and tall!" [/fancypost] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; margin-top: -20px;][justify][color=black][font=arial]//really? I didn't know that... owo "Yes, but have you ever wondered how many siblings we have? That we've never met? That we've never even heard of? Who probably don't know that we exist either?" [/fancypost] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 225px; margin-top: -20px;][justify][color=black][font=arial]Hmm... Monarch thought for a moment, then took a quick run around the clearing to see if she could find any inspirations. But when she returned to Forget's side, still she had found nothing. "Well, it could be a lying down snowman? Maybe?" [/fancypost] |
