[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#35414F; border: 0px solid black; height: 23px; width: 450px; padding: 20px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; height: 23px; width: 450px; padding: 20px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 42pt; color: #E8E6B3; margin-top: -68px;]▸ SOLOMON [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#808080; border: 0px solid black; padding: 0px; width: 490px; height: 7px; margin-top: -14px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; border: 0px solid black; padding: 0px; width: 490px; height: 7px; margin-top: -1px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; border: 0px solid black; padding: 0px; width: 490px; height: 7px; margin-top: -1px;][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=#808080; border: 0px solid black; text-align: center; font-family: calibri; font-size: 14px; color: #ffffff; height: 14px; width: 490px; padding: 0px; letter-spacing: 3.5px]you cause a thunder in my veins when you're around[/fancypost]
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the black smoke yawned, his toothless jaws slowly came to the close as he lay there, nestled with his other siblings. it was a pretty large litter, for this day and age, pale green orbs lay behind the kitten's thin lids. he was just born and already he was freezing, this new world was odd, it was so cold and the constant warmth of his mother's flesh would be briefer and briefer as he grew. his tiny paws flexed and he pushed against a sibling, as they were flailing and he'd been hit. with a great wave of strength, the kitten rolled onto his belly and began shakily crawling to his mother's belly.
suckling quickly, his paws began to knead as Solomon became drowsy. he was not into the squealing, he just wanted to sleep and eat. it would reflect a personality Solomon would have even in adulthood, a shy yet kind individual with the tendency to keep in the background. he was quite chubby, that fight for food inside the womb had definitely be a battle and he had won a few.
his tiny nose wiggled, having had his share of mother's mild, he scooted closer to rainbow's belly, the mama's boy was naturally comforted by her sweet scent and warm pelt. he would not hear anyone or pay attention in the least sense, he just wanted to lull to sleep with his mother's heartbeat as his lullaby.
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[fancypost bgcolor=#808080; border: 0px solid black; text-align: center; font-family: calibri; font-size: 14px; color: white; height: 14px; width: 490px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-right: 0px; letter-spacing: 6.5px]YOU MAKE ME WISH THAT I WOULD DIE.[/fancypost]