GO BY THE RIVER + BONFIRE BASH

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]"I never thought I'd get shown up for my party throwing skills, but I think it's happened and I could not be any happier," was the splurge of words that came from Feza's maw as she approached. Feza never really had an overarching theme whenever she organized something. It was boxes and kazoos, party favors and hats and confetti all thrown about in some hyper, festive manner. This though? This was a sight to behold, and the snow leopard's tail could not stop in it's delighted swishing behind her. The smell of s'mores as well, it was almost too good to be true. "This looks amazing! Wow, wow, and raise that to, to, what's it called? A 'power'? Yes, yes, use that and maybe it will describe how amazing this looks," Feza rambled, her ears raised and blue eyes wide with delight.

The snow leopard, despite living up in the mountain, didn't really fear fire. There wasn't lots of ways for fire to exist up in the mountains that had once been her home. Feza had strode over without hesitation, drawn in by the smells and the smoke and the all around party setting. Speech often lured her in, but perhaps just the concept of a party, too, worked for capturing the vibrant snow leopard's ever spastic attention. Sure, the smell of alcohol was confusing, and she had no experience with such a beverage. Feza decided that maybe she'd stay away from the strange smelling liquid for now. Besides, the ocean was right there- she had not learned that salt water only made one more thirsty. There was music too, music that was not crafted by the squeals of a kazoo. She was moving her weight from side to side in her ever standard yet hyperactive mannerism. "Is that, is, music? Music playing? Without kazoos? Dang. I didn't know that even existed!" She blathered as a leaping stride helped her bound on over to the snack table, eyeing over the contents.