A festival such as this had not been one the feline would have ventured off on her own. It was one she would had often enjoyed with friends. She had been grateful that Fig mentioned the festival. Even though the leopardess had been quick to protest, she finally had caved. In truth, Naomi had wanted to attend, but it had brought back too many memories. Ones of going to celebrations with her pack mates and having a blast. One that she would roll her eyes at the sweet things Trevin would speak. One that she would watch Remus and his stupidity as her heart melted. Those memories had turned into heartache as she stared at the flashing lights of signs and booths. The scent of greasy fried foods and sweet treats had swept under her nose as her stomach grumbled.
All of that had been pushed aside as she turned to look at Aislin, a smirk crept on her lips. She wasn't going to let those thoughts win tonight. “Funnel cakes and rides are screaming my name,” she softly chuckled. “Too bad there isn’t a Fun House like in a horror movie where some crazed clown chases everyone. Now that would be entertaining,” she admitted with a nod. “People are too sensitive these days.” Her head shook as she looped her arm through her friends and started to walk forward now that tickets had been paid.
The moon had been bright in the sky as stars could be seen over head. There certainly had been a crowd as people moved about, enjoying the festivities. The sound of the local band on stage vibrated the ground as the bass had been heavier than too be expected. “….And this band is going to create an earthquake,” she commented with another chuckle. “Oh bobbing for apples, we have to do that.” There were too things that were catching her interest when Naomi thought she would be a sourpuss the entire night. “Hmmm what are you feeling? Not the band..they aren’t playing anything worth dancing too.” A little frown had been given at that thought.
All of that had been pushed aside as she turned to look at Aislin, a smirk crept on her lips. She wasn't going to let those thoughts win tonight. “Funnel cakes and rides are screaming my name,” she softly chuckled. “Too bad there isn’t a Fun House like in a horror movie where some crazed clown chases everyone. Now that would be entertaining,” she admitted with a nod. “People are too sensitive these days.” Her head shook as she looped her arm through her friends and started to walk forward now that tickets had been paid.
The moon had been bright in the sky as stars could be seen over head. There certainly had been a crowd as people moved about, enjoying the festivities. The sound of the local band on stage vibrated the ground as the bass had been heavier than too be expected. “….And this band is going to create an earthquake,” she commented with another chuckle. “Oh bobbing for apples, we have to do that.” There were too things that were catching her interest when Naomi thought she would be a sourpuss the entire night. “Hmmm what are you feeling? Not the band..they aren’t playing anything worth dancing too.” A little frown had been given at that thought.
