THE BINDING OF THEE ☆ thanksgiving dinner

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Of course Feza would be bounding head over heals at the announcement. The snow leopard was a festive person who thrived and lived on the joy of the party. Her wings were spread and flapping to make her bounds have far more substantial length. As usual, her vibrant being came skidding to a halt upon approach. Her wings flared and flapped a few times to kill the rest of her momentum. A delighted grin was on her face, and she was bouncing on her feet in a way that seemed incredibly joyful. Of course she was, this was a festivity and a gathering and that alone was the combination of two things that she relished in a hearty manner. Did Feza actually know the story behind the holiday? Probably not. She knew it was festive and involved food and turkeys. Anything beyond that? No. Not really. Feza felt like fish were involved too, and corn, but that was a hearty stretch for her comprehension.

"Wow, this, this looks awesome!" A delighted shriek parted from the feline's maw. She bounced a little, just so that she could have a better view of all the food that was being provided. How long had it taken to set this up, she wondered? "You two make a great party throwing team, yes- can I sit anywhere and go ahead and get food?" Feza's.. odd words were abruptly cut off, her ears raising up higher. Perhaps the snow leopard had not meant to say such a thing. Whether it be because she saw herself as the sole party thrower of the group, or for other reasons, her statement had swiftly cut off in a manner faster than her thoughts usually shifted. Feza's wings flapped, lifting her off the ground a smidgen, still eyeing the food in an awed manner.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY