08-02-2019, 05:24 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"] "I've heard that, uh, making fake editions of people and beating them are death threats." Feza muttered as she came over. Now, she was familiar to the noise of a pinata being hit by a stick. This had almost sounded like that. Almost. It was close enough to get her attention and for the vibrant snow leopard to come bounding over, expecting candy and confetti and a party. Not..a beaten up effigy.
She slowed her run down to a halt, her fluffy ears curling backwards. A deep breath, and another. Okay. Serious, this was something serious. No candy, no party, that was for later, the curiosity of this situation was what settled in her expression for the moment. How long had it taken to make this makeshift pinata? Her muzzle twitched, deciding that she could wait later to ask how it had been constructed. Likely not a good topic either way.
"Isn't Crow the leader?" Feza asked meekly, her blue eyes wide. Not with fright, more so with astonishment. So that beaten pile of sewn corpses that had momentarily been a pinata was an effigy of the leader? She wasn't certain- that was why she asked. She didn't know who Arrow was, but decided that like her questioning of how long it took to create the effigy was to be held for a later, more appropriate time. Maybe never, the topic seemed severe enough for her to bury that response for forever. The anger on the other's face was more than enough to warrant a concerned expression taking hold of her face.
She slowed her run down to a halt, her fluffy ears curling backwards. A deep breath, and another. Okay. Serious, this was something serious. No candy, no party, that was for later, the curiosity of this situation was what settled in her expression for the moment. How long had it taken to make this makeshift pinata? Her muzzle twitched, deciding that she could wait later to ask how it had been constructed. Likely not a good topic either way.
"Isn't Crow the leader?" Feza asked meekly, her blue eyes wide. Not with fright, more so with astonishment. So that beaten pile of sewn corpses that had momentarily been a pinata was an effigy of the leader? She wasn't certain- that was why she asked. She didn't know who Arrow was, but decided that like her questioning of how long it took to create the effigy was to be held for a later, more appropriate time. Maybe never, the topic seemed severe enough for her to bury that response for forever. The anger on the other's face was more than enough to warrant a concerned expression taking hold of her face.
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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