My skin is a story [o, sparring]

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Feza had originally come over for something to munch on. Having food was a good way to open up conversation. 'Hey, pal, this is good, wanna try some?', was what her plan originally was. Of course, at the sight of all the electricity and..pain, well, it had caused for her fluff to stand on end, and for her to cease in her walking. The storm clouds were quite terrifying, if she were to be honest. And..then the lightning struck one of them- Feza couldn't quite tell from her late arrival as to who had summoned those clouds in the first place. The snow leopard didn't think they had been present overhead when she had been trotting along to come and get food. So they were new, and likely unnatural. Why? Feza didn't think it was normal for suddenly appearing storm clouds to strike people- or perhaps that was just her lack of experience talking. Still. That had to hurt, to be struck by lightning. She hadn't ever before, and she'd like to keep it that way.

"Ouch," Feza muttered, her ears dropping. She resumed a slow trot to come over, her blue eyes wide with fright. "Can't say that, uh, getting struck by lightning would be on her itinerary, huh? That's gonna hurt when she gets up." She paused, her attention finally coming to the realization that of course there were more injuries: she had merely gotten too absorbed in watching the lightning come down to note another injured person. "Is, is he alright? He looks pretty hurt too, eesh.." She was wincing hard at the sight of what the spar had caused, her wings tucked nervously close to her plush pink fur. What had caused such a thing? Had lightning struck twice or something of the like? The snow leopard had arrived too late to truly tell, and her blue gaze continued to rapidly swap it's startled glint between the injured lion and the struck hyena.