08-23-2019, 10:05 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Feza could never quite grasp the issue that everyone seemed to have with her antics. It was something beyond her, the ideology that what she did was not landing in the manner that she hoped for. Sure, she was told off, but it didn't seem to stop her. If anything being told that what she was doing was wrong made her escalate her ideas. From a kazoo class in the depths of the night to wrapping the whole group up in her festivities, it seemed that the vibrant snow leopard was growing more bold, and more noisy.
Her ears lowered at the hostility and anger that came from Wormwood as he came over. Feza was a small snow leopard, smaller than most. Her head dropped when he came before her, flinching back in an instinctual motion. Her muzzle twitched, wings quivered, and then she pulled herself up to her full, short height. She had to look up at the winged lion. Feza liked to think that the one similarity was enough to warrant them being friends. It mattered not that he could not stand her or her antics. They shared the gift of flight, a gift their species shouldn't have normally. It made her boldness grow, and the instinct of fear shatter and fade away.
"Ah, that's kinda a sharp word to use, isn't it? I don't think there's anything wrong with me. My paws kind of hurt from making all these beautiful wind chimes!" She ended in a delighted shout. Her ears remaining pressed against her head. The feathers of her wings were still ruffled. She couldn't make them sit on end- instinct still had it's grasp over that part of her demeanor. "I knew you would say no if I asked. I think everyone would. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink!" The snow leopard chimed the incorrect metaphor, lifting up a string of crepe paper. "Do you wanna help me make some more? I was thinking about using smaller bells as necklaces? Do you want one when I get around to making them? You're the first one here, and the early bird burns the bridge!" Another incorrect metaphor, but she was grinning happily nonetheless in absolute delight to have someone talk to her.
Her ears lowered at the hostility and anger that came from Wormwood as he came over. Feza was a small snow leopard, smaller than most. Her head dropped when he came before her, flinching back in an instinctual motion. Her muzzle twitched, wings quivered, and then she pulled herself up to her full, short height. She had to look up at the winged lion. Feza liked to think that the one similarity was enough to warrant them being friends. It mattered not that he could not stand her or her antics. They shared the gift of flight, a gift their species shouldn't have normally. It made her boldness grow, and the instinct of fear shatter and fade away.
"Ah, that's kinda a sharp word to use, isn't it? I don't think there's anything wrong with me. My paws kind of hurt from making all these beautiful wind chimes!" She ended in a delighted shout. Her ears remaining pressed against her head. The feathers of her wings were still ruffled. She couldn't make them sit on end- instinct still had it's grasp over that part of her demeanor. "I knew you would say no if I asked. I think everyone would. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink!" The snow leopard chimed the incorrect metaphor, lifting up a string of crepe paper. "Do you wanna help me make some more? I was thinking about using smaller bells as necklaces? Do you want one when I get around to making them? You're the first one here, and the early bird burns the bridge!" Another incorrect metaphor, but she was grinning happily nonetheless in absolute delight to have someone talk to her.
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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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