Still working on this new character here- she's supposed to be 'bound' by someone via a necklace with a tiger's eye on it(hinted in her name). She's like an armored war horse, but with powers and is a pegicorn. I can't think of anywhere I'd want to place her. I'm avoiding places I'm already in/always lose muse in(BloodClan, BlizzardClan, ToBE, ToLS, SkyClan, and ThunderClan) and as such am wondering where she'd go. She doesn't really have a set personality yet, as she would most likely learn from her owner/master.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]The horse was odd- a dusty, soft roan-colored mare with speckled wings and a striped unicorn horn. Her mane fell long on her pelt, it's ends fading to a gentle and sparkly white, her hooves also white. Her eyes were the most strange out of all of her special details- they seemed to take on the appearance of tiger's eye gems, no pupils and only irises. She was otherwise not paying attention, trotting straight into the garden, clearly headed towards the castle the clan appeared to live in. She said no words and appeared to not even speak, ignoring a nearby bird who flew off at her sight. Wonderful, was she already scary?[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]At the sound of a voice, she suddenly paused midtrot, turning her head to softly stare at the stranger with those strange eyes of hers. A dragon was a strange being to witness, and it was surely not common in the animal world. In the very least, being a dragon did not come without costs, and as such she would never leave her body for a new one- even if it was a massive dragon. Not even speaking, she simply snorted and summoned a lovely tiger's eye necklace that hung around her neck, as if expecting the dragon to know what she meant.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Pinning her ears at the sight of the weapon, the gem-eyed being didn't express any feelings or words. Her face holding a heavy stance of neutrality and simply a blank look, she offered the fox a single nod of her head, as if saying yes. The necklace broke almost instantly, her elemental powers breaking the gemstone apart until it was barely visible, in which the tiny parts fell to the ground, hidden and useless. It seems she didn't like the necklace- after all, it wasn't hers to wear. She was tempted to summon her armor, feeling threatened by the weaponry, but didn't. She didn't want to appear as a threat herself.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]At the sudden appearance of yet another strange creature, she raised her head slightly and chose that- yes, it was in fact time to summon the armor. The armor was fullbody, but still segmented so that she could very well move. A saddle was quite clear on her back, and two extra horns appeared to be on the armor instead of the normal one horn, the copper armor also coating her horn and ending in a sharp time. Many tigers eye gems appeared on her chest, forehead, and on her leg armor. Her mane and tale still showed, falling over the armor and her eyes, hooves, and muzzle some of the few unprotected areas. Suddenly being hugged, the spooked horse simply snorted once again and stared at the Dragonite, wanting it to stop touching her. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
Ah, alright. I'll give the KoE a shot. Thanks for the suggestions, guys!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]She once again nodded, this time towards Glitchedcontroller, before trying to take a step back and out of the dragonite's grip. She didn't like being hugged- or, in fact, touched in any way. She was here for a reason, and that reason she would discover soon. Hopefully, in the very least. She didn't know exactly herself- something she didn't know, yet something she knew. Something familar. She couldn't think about that now, though.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]The moment the dragon that had been hugging her disappeared, she unpinned her ears and relaxed a bit, her armor disappearing once again. With a bit of a shake of her head, she'd turn to face the new stranger- undergoing the name of Nosferatu, and once again summoned the tigers eye necklace and let it float in front of Nosferatu, her gaze staring at the necklace as she focused on keeping it there with elemental powers. She didn't have any way to speak otherwise, and she hoped they would understand.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Her first meeting- wonderful, alright. The strange-looking dusty dun mare stared up at the leader, her pupils and irises taking on the appearance of tiger's eye gems. Her ears flicking, she stayed near the back of the ground and remained silent, wondering what her leader would have to say. She didn't have anything to add- not that she felt the need to speak, anyways. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]The necklace had more meaning then simply her name to her, but yes. Nodding once again, this time in the fox's direction, she let the necklace break down into nearly invisible tiny fragments once again with her elemental powers, to the point in which is nearly didn't exist once again. She let those tiny pieces fall before pawing at the ground, her eyes glowing a bright amber as she stared at the fox, attempting to establish a telepathic link with them for a mere moment to say 'Could I have a tour?' She hated speech- but, silence had it's limitations, and she was rarely forced to use telepathy. In extremely rare cases, and in extremely rare cases only, would she speak.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Soo...
Tigers eye is a magik(hah inside jokes) Pegicorn who is kinda supposed to be bound to a master via said master wearing her tigers eye necklace(which forces(in game, I ask oocly) a character bond that breaks when the necklace is removed- thus, giving something the necklace would be giving someone her.), buuut I didn't get a master and got too happy to join so I joined before looking for a master, and as such, yes I need a master thats perferably a smaller creature(in her armored form, she has a saddle) a medium dog or smaller. She's open to most reasonable things(love plots only with other horses/horse like creatures, tho), but not to harm or capture or kill.
Plot away?[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]The winged and horned horse heard teh annoucement and turned around, trotting away from this scene. Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope... This was not her scene, and she would find her own master in the way of her tradition. Not in the way of someone just choosing her. Eugh. She had been here, and now she was gone.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]The dusty roan mare stood nearby, her wings folded to her sides and her gaze looking around. She still didn't know at least ninety percent of the beings here, so that was a strange sign.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Sure! Who makes it?[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]Standing in the garden, the pegicorn's mane was blowing in the soft wind while her head pointed upwards. The stars seemed to reflect in her gem-like eyes, her gaze seeming to trace the common constellations and her ears constantly flicking. She often found herself doing this- there was not much else for her to do, really. She didn't understand why she had spent so much time tracing the same stars, night after night, but it was her own choice and yet she still did it even after questioning it. Maybe she was looking for additional stars, trying to see if StarClan really existed. Most likely not, however.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2146095.new#new
Here you go![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]She hadn't found anyone- not yet. Something had drawn her here, just she just couldn't tell exactly what had drawn her here quite yet. With a slight frown, the pegicorn looked around from in the garden, having taken a liking to the location due to how clear the sky was this night. You could count all the stares in the sky, and the moon was pleasant enough to look at. In the very least, this passed her time, and kept her from being extremely bored. She didn't know how to 'talk' to anyone due to her... well, seemingly inability to speak. It wasn't that she couldn't- it was just she was scared to. Speaking up was hard- the one time she had done it, she had been attacked. Her ideas cast away, her words treated like nothing. As such, she's adopted the status that her words did in fact mean nothing, and that when she spoke in other means, it was alright. That was fine, right? In the very least, she yawned a bit, flicking her tail and simply gazing at the stars.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]She had been in the gardens again, the moonlight on her back as she stood there, staring at the ground. Her strange eyes with both her pupils and irises taking on the appearance of tiger's eyes gems glew amber for a moment, but nothing happened. She frowned slightly, pinning her ears. She was a master of elemental powers, yet she couldn't conjure or grow a single flower. Stomping the ground in annoyance, the powers snapped out of control for a moment as she accidentally conjured multiple premade flower crowns, most falling to the ground around her and one resting on her head. With a huff, she tried to shake the one that was on her head off, the African violet flower crown only spinning around on her horn, stuck. Wonderful.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]She stood nearby, staring at the stranger with those gem-like eyes of hers, her face neutral and the pegicorn otherwise doing nothing. She didn't know this guy in the first place- so, this was basically an introduction anyways.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost] -
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; height: 70px; width: 540px; font-size: 40px; color: white; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 10px; margin-top: -3px;]TIGERS EYE[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 5px white double; border-left: 0px white solid; border-right: 0px white solid; border-bottom: 0px white solid; height: 10px; width: 481px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -20px;]❝LOOK INTO THE PRESENT, NOT THE PAST❞[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; border-top: 5px double white; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 360px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: justify; margin-top: -30px; margin-right: -20px;]At the sound of another's voice, the unspeaking creature turned her head to face the stranger, her eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of the possible threat once again. As it had been the first thing to make her summon her armor out of instinct, she naturally was on edge. She only whinnied softly, taking a few steps back to gain some distance from the creature that had sparked a bit of fear in her.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px white solid; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 6px; color: white; margin-right: -450px;][c]trashie[/fancypost]