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><center><table border="0" cellspacing="0" width="400" >height="300" style="background: 0066CC >url('http://www.felinaacres.com/deathflames.jpg') >no-repeat fixed top left;"><tr><td valign="center" >valign="left" width="300" height="200"></td><p><td >valign="TOP" valign="LEFT" style="position: 200, >200;"> <ilayer name="scroll1"><br><div id="scroll2" >style="width:210;height:210; >background-color:transparent; overflow:auto; >color:Blue; font size:8pt; position:500,450; >scrollbar-face-color:#00BFFF;scrollbar-shadow-color: >black;scrollbar-highlight-color: >white;scrollbar-3dlight-color: >#660033;scrollbar-darkshadow-color: >silver;scrollbar-track-color: >#000080;scrollbar-arrow-color:white"><center><TABLE >STYLE="filter:Glow(color=royalblue, strength=9)"> ><BR><BR><TR><TD><center><TABLE >STYLE="filter:Glow(color=#00BFFF, strength=9)"> ><BR><BR><TR><TD> ><BR><center><font face="Century Gothic, Comic Sans MS" >size=2 color=black><center>°tongue was held as sire >approached, maintaining position beside damsel, >protective stance taken. Eyes narrow slightly as >father speaks, wondering what he had been up to, but >as always, he just took everything Windfire did in >stride, not questioning the monarch of fire. Muzzle >stretches quickly to nuzzle his chosen, hoping his >father hadn't rattled her with his >cautiousness.°<br><br>°<i>I should hope so father, for >beside me is where she has chosen to remain, for all >time.</i>°<br><br>°smile grows, knowing that if the >elder stallion had already known he had hidden it >well. But these sort of things were best kept out in >the open, so rather than have doubts, he had chosen to >speak of the obvious.°</TABLE></TABLE> ><BR><BR> ><BR><BR> ><BR><BR><BR></div><br></td></tr></table>

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