AIN'T WHAT YOU COULD BE — intro/training

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Hearing a sudden loud and booming voice that demanded for her presence sent the snow leopard sprawling. By the name of all the cardboard boxes, that was a voice that shrieked louder and almost struck as much fear into her as Aurum used to! That was saying something! Carefully the snow leopard set down the festivity that she had been working on in her home. Special little ornaments. It would be a while before she finished all of them. Feza came bounding from her home and over to the congregation. The wording was.. odd, as she turned it over in her mind. What was a 'thunderdome'? Or that 'retirement home' thing that had been mentioned. It left Feza confused, and it was clear on her face as she shuffled over. What even was this? She didn't know. "I, I don't think knocking people's teeth out is, is, uh, good." The vibrant feline mumbled. She was no fighter. She barely lasted a few seconds against Aurum during their brief spar. Not that Feza knew that this was a training session. Feza was small. Snow leopards usually were decent in size, but Feza was not the cause. She was barely able to stand at the same height as a regular feline.

Ears perked, hearing how everyone was introducing themselves. She relaxed, her wings shifting a little to fall into a more comfortable position. "I'm- I'm Feza, I'm a Guardsman and, and the self-appointed party thrower of Tanglewood. I haven't seen you around before. You said three days? That's super long." Of course Feza's introduction to this loud and booming person sporadically derailed as her mind changed topics. She shuffled on her paws, tail swinging slowly behind her. She didn't like being shouted at. Aurum did not shout at her anymore, and Feza did her best to show that she appreciated such. She took the conversation the two had to heart. She didn't want her teeth knocked out, or dragged from her home, or.. any of the things that had been shrieked about. It contributed to her somewhat nervous expression and stance, feathers fluffed a little in a visible message of nerves. "What, what's that 'retirement home' thing that, that you, you mentioned? I've never heard of that before." Again her mind darted off task, caused from her nerves and her overall sporadic memory and thought processes.

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