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ClaudiatheCat
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Claudia
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
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Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
A small cat lay outstretched in the sun. The feline's groomed, white fur clashed with the worn down and dirty streets. The cat let out a purr as it rolled around on the empty streets, seeming to bat at the air... and losing. There was a bright purple bow around the feline's neck, serving as a collar. Could this be Lady Dahlia's pet?
Footsteps seemed to be approaching quickly. Soon there were noises of people talking overtop of the footsteps. By their tone, they seemed to be in a hurry. Noticing the footsteps, the cat brought its game to a halt and jumped back on its four paws. The feline quickly took a glance at the surrounding area and scampered off.
Shortly afterwards a group of servants arrived at the scene, asking about a "Claudia."
The cat cautiously approached Flora. The scent was familiar at the least-- but it was never easy to distinguish between Miss Flora's and Lady Dahlia's scent. The feline stopped just within reach of the girl, and stared at her face.
The cat jumped and yelped at the sudden jab in the stomach. Quickly, he pounced onto his offender and began to scratch his face, letting out a venomous hiss.
Meow
[Flora smiled and reached out to the feline carefully; she knew how grumpy the little thing tended to be.]
The cat cautiously approached Flora. The scent was familiar at the least-- but it was never easy to distinguish between Miss Flora's and Lady Dahlia's scent. The feline stopped just within reach of the girl, and stared at her face.
*poke*
"MWRAOR!"
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