08-23-2019, 02:42 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Feza didn't like the step that was taken closer to her. It made her another surge of momentary fear fly through her, and her head ducked down a little once again. The mutated feline didn't like the tone that was being used to address her. She was used to it, yes, but that did not mean that she liked such. It made her uncomfortable, it pricked at her skin. She loved hearing people talk, it brought great delight to her. But being shouted at in an aggressive manner, being approached, it negated such a thing.
"You could have just said 'no', didn't have to keep going with all that," Feza quietly muttered. Her tail came to a rest slightly underneath herself. The snow leopard was crouched a little, her kneading at the ground with her paws in a manner of nervousness. The only time Feza managed to have a serious air to her methods was when she was nervous, when she was flighty, when she truly was concerned. "It's not the middle of the night, who sleeps in the day? Other than owls, clearly." She mostly muttered her words to herself, her blue gaze dropping to the crepe paper that she had been holding.
The snarl made her meep, and her head recoiled back sharply. Her attention was snared by Crow, head turning to look over. Her wings hung a little lower, and her tongue swiped over her sharp teeth. "I don't see what's so wrong with it. It's not like I taped a porcupine to everyone's door. I'm just..livening things up," Feza said. It wasn't a rebuttal, no, her paws fumbling to start wrapping up the crepe paper. "I'm not hurting anyone. I'll...I'll take them down, I guess. I'll find something else to do with the bells and paper. Since no one wants wind chimes."
Feza's head turned; another person was coming over now. The snow leopard didn't do these things for attention, no. She felt like shrinking into her own pelt- another person coming to tell her what she was doing was annoying. Her teeth clicked together a few times, her ears adding to the nervous movement. "It's not like I can ask. No one would let me if I did that!" Her tone had momentarily grown somber, but then swiftly altered back to her usual delighted to be alive tone. "And if I did ask, it would ruin the surprise, right?" Feza justified - seemingly to herself - as her fluffy head then nodded. She finished up rolling one of the crepe paper rolls, and then moved on to the next.
"You could have just said 'no', didn't have to keep going with all that," Feza quietly muttered. Her tail came to a rest slightly underneath herself. The snow leopard was crouched a little, her kneading at the ground with her paws in a manner of nervousness. The only time Feza managed to have a serious air to her methods was when she was nervous, when she was flighty, when she truly was concerned. "It's not the middle of the night, who sleeps in the day? Other than owls, clearly." She mostly muttered her words to herself, her blue gaze dropping to the crepe paper that she had been holding.
The snarl made her meep, and her head recoiled back sharply. Her attention was snared by Crow, head turning to look over. Her wings hung a little lower, and her tongue swiped over her sharp teeth. "I don't see what's so wrong with it. It's not like I taped a porcupine to everyone's door. I'm just..livening things up," Feza said. It wasn't a rebuttal, no, her paws fumbling to start wrapping up the crepe paper. "I'm not hurting anyone. I'll...I'll take them down, I guess. I'll find something else to do with the bells and paper. Since no one wants wind chimes."
Feza's head turned; another person was coming over now. The snow leopard didn't do these things for attention, no. She felt like shrinking into her own pelt- another person coming to tell her what she was doing was annoying. Her teeth clicked together a few times, her ears adding to the nervous movement. "It's not like I can ask. No one would let me if I did that!" Her tone had momentarily grown somber, but then swiftly altered back to her usual delighted to be alive tone. "And if I did ask, it would ruin the surprise, right?" Feza justified - seemingly to herself - as her fluffy head then nodded. She finished up rolling one of the crepe paper rolls, and then moved on to the next.
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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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