[b][i][u]Little Feather[/b][/i][/u]

Little Feather looked at the girl, beaming at how friendly she seemed. “I’m Little Feather!” She answered almost forgetting about the situation before her. Lion looked at the child with a certain amount of curiosity, before his eyes returned to the commotion in front of him. Little Feather looked down at the girls attire; she scratched her head before looking around for other clothes for the poor girl. “Geese, I don’t know...what do clothes come in?” She asked with a frown. Looking up at the fiery demon as Lily asked what was going on. “Oh...is this not how parties are supposed to go?” Little Feather asked the girl, she pressed her hands together a flute appearing between her fingers. Lion moved towards Lily blocking her from view from her neck down as he did, his eyes searching the surrounding area for clothes...[i]Why can’t clothes be pulled from the spirit world?[/i] He grumbled lightly, ears flickering as he looked back at the chaos at the centre of the room. Lion jumped as another woman spoke, he looked up at her and blinked. Little Feather also looked at her, tapping her own cheek twice. “What happened to her? She has no clothes that fit! That’s what happened” Little Feather announced. She wasn’t aware Lily had looked different before...that much was obvious. 

[b][i][u]Crash[/b][/i][/u]

Crash stayed close to Zivon as they merged into the crowd at least they were out of the way, he knew that the white haired kid stood a good chance at taking on the horned demon...he felt better being out of the way. There was nothing he could do against these people, he felt annoyance singe the edge of his mind as he moved around people, his breathing became laboured as he looked around trying to pin point Kathy and Dani. “I hope not all the parties end up like this” He attempted to grin at Zivon though it looked somewhat strained. He grunted as someone collided with him, apparently the crowd felt they needed to move back rather rapidly as the demon charged at the white haired boy, he pushed his way through the crowd. Agitation apparent on his face as he moved, once they were through the other side Crash sunk down onto one knee clutching his chest, he didn’t look so good...his hair was sticking to his forehead. “Can you see Kathy or Dani?” He asked Zivon, his breathing was heavy...even though he hadn’t done anything strenuous.
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