HEADING ON BACK TO RENO ☆ renovations

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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If there was one thing that Feza knew, and knew well, it was festivities. It was the one thing that the snow leopard could do without seemingly any effort (spare the actual energy that had to be used for whatever little party she was throwing). She loved doing things to try and make everyone else smile. She prided herself on it, using it whenever she introduced herself and used it as a way to show any new person that she came across that if they were down, she'd make them smile. Renovations weren't exactly a festivity. It was the build up to one, for certain. Setting up for something was what Feza would claim the term 'renovation' meant. Something grand could be made from something old and tattered. Fixing things up to look better, well, Feza hadn't much experience in that front. With her small size, weak physical ability, and sporadic mindset, actually setting up anything bigger than some crafts on a table was a challenge. Feza tried, though, but had yet to actually produce any festivity that seemed to have long-winded thought put into them. Usually she never even got her parties off her porch, too thrilled by the idea to actually carry it out in full.

"Oh wow," were the first words that came from the vibrant colored female as she approached. She was attracted by the roaring, the call for aid. Feza liked to think that in addition to her ever open festivities that she was just as good a helper. She was limited by her size, yes, and her thought process, yes, and her awkward way of doing things, yes, but she figured that any help was better than no help. She strode over, for once not in an absolute sprint to arrive at the scene. Her blue gaze surveyed what had already been done - the 'big stuff' as Aurum had said - and seemed absolutely amazed. "This looks awesome!" Feza tacked on, focusing on the furniture that still had to be moved. The bottles piqued her curiosity a little. Never before had the snow leopard ever even seen alcohol before, much less any other bottled liquid. There was soda in the party store she deemed her home, yes, but Feza had no clue what they were. She left them alone as a result. What were they? What was the liquid within them? She could ask later, because already her mind was spinning off to another topic. Decorations. There was decorations! How deeply the vibrant female loved decorating. She had yet to decorate her own home for the season at hand, but she was going to! Probably! Her mind was so sporadic that one second she could have tinsel in paw to start decorating, and the next it was back to crafting tinsel hats.

Turning over the words that Aurum had used to announce the request for aid, the snow leopard slowly tipped her head. "I don't have water powers, but I can make some ice!" Her tone was happy and delighted as she declared, eyes gleaming with delight. Her icy powers worked in both of her forms, but her smaller dragon form was able to use such with little exhaustion being caused. Her current fluffy body could do such as well, but it left her far more drained that her smaller body did. Her tail was rapidly flicking behind her, blue gaze swiftly changing in focus from the furniture to the sign to the bottles and the decorations, then to the paint. Paint! Her festivity obsessed mind was buzzing with excitement, and it showed with the little bouncing that Feza began doing. "I can freeze stuff, and, and I can help put up the decorations. What about an ice ramp to make moving the furniture easy? I can do that too! Can I help paint? I would really like to help paint and, and, and decorate too- can I?" Feza asked like a child that was begging for a candy, kneading at the ground with her paws. A grin was wide on her face, delighted to help with a task that was so close to what the snow leopard already loved to do. Incredibly willing to help was Feza, not able to keep her gaze or mind focused on one task and kept rapidly flicking around as if trying to think of ideas for absolutely everything all in the span of a few seconds.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY