HEADING ON BACK TO RENO ☆ renovations

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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The vibrant female had continued her small bounces as she awaited for confirmation for her aid. How thrilled Feza was, to be able to help the beginning of a festivity. She set them up all the time! This couldn't be much different. The soft shrill squeak that came from Feza when she was told that her ice creating abilities would be good to use. Painting, she could paint too! The snow leopard hardly acknowledged that her ramp idea had been decided against. It was fine, she could understand. Someone slipping and taking a tumble while pushing a heavy item didn't sound good to her. It was fine that she hadn't thought of such a thing. That's what her fellow Tanglers were for! To keep her from forgetting the negatives of her festive ideas, like the kazoo party at night had been. Feza still hardly accepted 'noisy' and 'too late at night' as actual reasons for the party to have been a failure. Her tail swung sharply behind her and her fluffy wings flapped a few times, almost throwing her off balance. A giddy smile was present on her face and she continued bouncing, far too delighted to try and keep her festive energy contained. For a brief moment she did pause, just to take in Crowley's change in form. That was cool, she briefly mused. She wasn't too surprised. After all, she was capable of form changing as well, and she figured it was the norm. Aurum could do it, between that hellhound form and lion form - not that she'd seen the third form that he possessed. Seeing the feline change into another form didn't startle her much more than a brief curious glance.

Feza's face scrunched up a little, trying to recall where Aurum had said to put the ice. The back room? She could find the backroom! The movement's that followed her suddenly jerking to attention were absolutely sporadic. She flung herself forward with sharp flaps of her wings aiding to her rapid sprint, screeching a sharp 'wheee'. How hard could it be to find the back room? Not too hard, she hoped! She didn't want to accidentally freeze up the wrong room. That would not be festive nor fun and she would have to make sure that she didn't do such a thing. Briefly the snow leopard considered changing forms like Crowley had, to something more suitable to the task of freezing. Her glacier dragon form could use her icy abilities far better than her fluffy current self could. The thought was gone in an instant, buried under the sporadic and delighted and festive thoughts that swirled in her mind. Upon arriving to the back room of question, Feza made sure to check for anything else of importance. She was in a frenzied state of festive pleasure, yes, but she didn't want to have to try and thaw out the room if this was the wrong one. Her ears swiveled and flicked, and she came rushing back to the door frame. "Is this the, is this the right back room?" Feza inquired in a shout, kneading at the floor beneath her paws. "I don't wanna wind up freezing- I don't wanna freeze the wrong room and have to get, get someone to thaw it back out again." Feza shuffled out the doorway a little, then paced backwards.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY