#peacefulsinger

[tinkiisms]

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     “Birds don’t just fly, they fall down and get up,” Trilli sang as she moved slowly up in line at the juice bar. Gazelle’s hit had been stuck in her head for days and it was becoming something of a mantra for her, repeated whenever she needed a cheer up. Standing in a boring, loooong line was definitely a reason for an impatient girl to start singing.

     She warbled the next line of the song higher, not minding the ears of those around her. Any resident of Zootopia was used to the constant chatter of their bird friends. It was simply impossible not to feel the music and shake her tail feathers a little when a good tune came around--which she was doing now, mimicking Gazelle’s mesmerizing hip-swaying techniques.

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Send 🎶 and I will find three songs I think fit your muse. 

Imagine -- John LennonOkay, but Gazelle just wants people to get along and live harmoniously together. If this song don’t fit her ideology, then I don’t know what does.

What Do I Know? – Ed SheeranThis is in the same vein as ‘Imagine’. It’s about how love and understanding can change the world, so much more than greed and fear. And about how focusing on helping the people around us, instead of focusing on superficial things like material belongings or social status, can have such a huge impact.

Little Me --- Little MixI don’t know why, but for some reason I can picture Gazelle going through a lot of discrimination growing up. Like she obliviously had to be pretty aware of it, to be impacted enough for it to fuel the message behind her career. So I can just picture a little kid Gazelle growing up without confidence in herself and her abilities, and just realizing how important it is to believe in one’s self, even if the world doesn’t believe in you.

[lovelymayor]

@peacefulsinger

How much longer would she have to wait?

It was already a terribly contentious campaign. Incumbent Mayor Swinton was pulling out all the stops, and it was all Councilwoman Canidae could do to show the public that a predator was the right choice for mayor by any means possible. Today, that mean getting out of her comfort zone.

Way out of her comfort zone.

Today, she would be attending a ribbon cutting ceremony as one of the top fundraisers. It was a shelter, the third such she had funded with charity galas in the last year. It wasn’t necessarily a stunt - she felt strongly about charitable giving, and the winter season only made those feelings more dire, more real.

But this time, Gazelle would be attending as well, even giving a small speech if Canidae were to believe her agents. This meant she would meet her. And what would she do? Faint? Scream? She had to try and contain herself. The crowd wasn’t very large, so the wolf wouldn’t have a place to hide, really. 

Canidae stood on the steps of the building, eager to open its doors, but with a growing trepidation as the moment drew closer. Would she see Gazelle’s horns first, travelling amidst the crowd? Or maybe she would see a limousine pull up, or a tour bus.

She was nervous.