till we see the sunlight - kazoo class

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Feza's tooting had continued until her mind was caught by the two that had arrived. Her tail had swished in excitement- there were obviously people here to attend her class! "These? They're kazoos! Uh, not horns," the snow leopard answered and additionally clarifying. She sat a little more upright, and her wings folded a little closer to her sides. Another toot sounded: the kazoo resting awkwardly between her paws as she then pressed her fuzzy face against the opened end. A delighted twitch of her tail followed at the wonderful, off-key noise.

"Why, you ask? I'm holding a kazoo class! I'm gonna teach anyone that comes along how to play these kazoos here! The most, the most wonderful of instruments!" Feza then explained. Her feathered wings spread from her sides to add a form of emphasis to her words. She then gestured with a spread wing to the box that was opened and contained a multitude of the tiny, plastic items of question. "And the middle of the night is the best time for music. Under the stars, gives muse, blaza blaza!" Another toot of the kazoo followed, a giddy grin spreading across her face. "Aren't you here for the class? I've got lots of kazoos here for everyone!"