08-30-2019, 08:21 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]The smell of death, to Feza, was reserved to food and for food alone. She had never smelled the scent from anything other than the prey that fueled her form. Even then, the smell usually was never as overpowering as this. She wasn't quite sure what had brought her attention to this part of the territory, a place that she had never been prior. The snow leopard heard shouts and noises of despair, and the smell, it was present. What had caused such a thing? Her curiosity had rose, and the snow leopard elected to investigate.
Yes, Feza winced when she heard the shouts of Wormwood. She could associate such a thing all too closely to herself. She'd gotten yelled at during her antics both times by the lion. The smell of death was so strong as she came closer that she had to fight not to recoil. She made no comment as she came over, and her confusion rose by the sight of the mourning group. She twitched, her usual need to have some sort of festivity to cheer up all this mourning arising. Then, the rational thought, that such a behavior would be the worst thing to do. Instead, the snow leopard slowly trotted over, keeping her steps light. Who even was that, what had happened to them? Feza's ears dropped to add to her expression of concern.
Didn't matter if she knew the person or not, this was clearly someone important. Feza could recognize such a thing through her hyper mind. She came to a stop a little ways away, still not sure of the situation. She knew her usual antics wouldn't be the right choice, and when that wasn't allowed, the snow leopard was listless for what actions to do. "Wh..what happened..?" Feza elected to finally ask. Her voice came out as a bare squeak, and her head lowered below her shoulders. The sight of something other than prey, the sight of another dead, it made her gut sink. Her pupils were thin slits, a small shudder shaking her frame. She felt bad for having to ask, but she truly didn't know. The snow leopard supposed there was usually no harm in asking a question, but at the time she certainly felt as if asking was not the correct action.
Yes, Feza winced when she heard the shouts of Wormwood. She could associate such a thing all too closely to herself. She'd gotten yelled at during her antics both times by the lion. The smell of death was so strong as she came closer that she had to fight not to recoil. She made no comment as she came over, and her confusion rose by the sight of the mourning group. She twitched, her usual need to have some sort of festivity to cheer up all this mourning arising. Then, the rational thought, that such a behavior would be the worst thing to do. Instead, the snow leopard slowly trotted over, keeping her steps light. Who even was that, what had happened to them? Feza's ears dropped to add to her expression of concern.
Didn't matter if she knew the person or not, this was clearly someone important. Feza could recognize such a thing through her hyper mind. She came to a stop a little ways away, still not sure of the situation. She knew her usual antics wouldn't be the right choice, and when that wasn't allowed, the snow leopard was listless for what actions to do. "Wh..what happened..?" Feza elected to finally ask. Her voice came out as a bare squeak, and her head lowered below her shoulders. The sight of something other than prey, the sight of another dead, it made her gut sink. Her pupils were thin slits, a small shudder shaking her frame. She felt bad for having to ask, but she truly didn't know. The snow leopard supposed there was usually no harm in asking a question, but at the time she certainly felt as if asking was not the correct action.
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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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