PLAYING IN MY HEART ☆ new body

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]In light of recent events, Feza had decided that for a while she would tone down her festivities. Just a little. Namely she was trying to tone down the noisiness of them all. It was hard for her. She loved noise. It filled the silence and covered up what she didn't want to hear. She'd been about early as always, searching for materials for her latest project. She figured it would be actually appreciated once she finished with it. The snow leopard had been searching for vines from the swamp and whatnot, and was on her way back when she saw something..strange, on Wormwood's deck. It wasn't Wormwood, and looked like the creature had just left the home.

In an instant, the dots in her mind connected. (In truth, she hadn't connected shit, despite thinking that she had.) Why, had someone broken into Wormwood's house?! The thought was outrageous to her. How could such a thing happen? How awful, how horrendous. She new that if he was saddened by something being stolen, the lion would never engage in her antics to cheer him up. No, no she had to do something about this right this instant, before all the horrifying despair ensued! If she didn't act, he would be sad and despaired for forever. She would be the triumphant hero, yes? Stopping someone that had clearly broken into Wormwood's home. Then, her mind suggested, they'd be friends. That was more than enough for her speedy pace to take her racing back home and grab the bell wind chime from her porch. Then Feza came bounding back, her wings spread from her sides to aid her sprint, flapping as she sprinted as fast as she could.

"Wormwood someone's at your porch and they're probably doing a breaking and entering!" The mutated feline screamed. The bells of the wind chime were loud- Feza could almost be considered louder with her shriek voice. She shook the wind chime furiously, generating copies amounts of that horrendous noise. Then the snow leopard set such down and bounded forward. Flinging herself up onto the deck, her wings spread from her sides to aid the leap. "What are you doing at Wormwood's house? He's probably sleeping! Did you steal from him?" Accusations poured from her mouth, blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. Her mind jumped to conclusions just like they jumped to party ideas. Her mind was so cemented on the concept that the consideration of a misunderstanding flew right over her head. "If you stole from him, I'm, I'll take you right to box court, you hear! And they will, will, be no where near as merciful as I!"