you kissed my heart | joining

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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"It's a very cool mask," Feza would say as she came bounding over. Her wings were fluffed out from her sides, aiding her in bounding forward and keeping the impact against her feet from being so severe. The snow leopard kept a solid tail length between her and the other Guardsman; she did not want to be close to him right now. Not after her prank gone wrong, not after the absolute terror that had surged forth, grabbed her, and hadn't relinquished it's hold up until recent. "But yea, yea, as he said, are you here to join? You're right on the border, didn't cross it, which is very respectful, isn't it?" Her rambling begun again for a few seconds, raising a paw to wave in a generalized manner. Borders. They were such a big deal. She personally didn't comprehend the concept. It made sense; she was the 'open the doors and windows it's time to party' sort of feline. The concept of a method to keep other people out? Preposterous! Feza of course didn't know of such a word, but it was certainly the correct one. Her vocabulary was short and swift. It was only grand when it came to the terms of a party. Such a topic wasn't the most elaborate. Especially not to the feline, who's crazy and silly endeavors often overlapped with one another in many ways: annoying the group being the largest aspect.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY