Hoo boy, there was a lot to take in. She'd been here for....a few days or so? Something like that? It was hard to recall. Not because it was boring or because too much had happened, she was just inattentive. Most of time was spent hunting to satiate her unusual appetite, finally learning how to open crabs on her own, until the smell of sea salt was commonplace upon her fur. It wasn't until now she figured she ought to actually get to know the people she would be staying with, feeling like the new kid wasn't exactly something people fantasized about, huh?

These were the things Sunsetpaw thought about, laying in the sand with a look somewhere between a pout and a frown, fluffy tail thunking against the ground. Perhaps it wasn't too much of a burden for someone else, but she was a very social creature, and not having any friends was a shame. Ah, damn.

Winterhymns had been busy to say the least but he member did hesitate in meeting anyone else, he was rather social himself and could talk for quite some time. A soft sigh would leave his maw as he left his home that morning, he would adjust the bow that was on his chest only to shake himself out. It was another lovely morning and Winnie couldn't have asked for more, his ears twitched lightly as he stepped down from his porch before making his way down the Tiger's boardwalk to the beach where he spotted Sunsetpaw. Oh, he must have missed her arrival. How absentminded of him. His tail flicked back and forth behind him as he decided to approach with a slow nod.

"Why hello there. I do not believe that we've met. I am Winterhymns Pendragon, I'm the legate of Palm Glades." His whiskers would twitch lightly as he introduced himself with a warm smile present on his maw. "Are you enjoying the beach? I hope that you're settling in well,"

"Ooh, you're Winterhymns! I've heard about you!" Sunset looked up when the voice of the Legate got her attention, ears perking up in interest. The big man himself, huh? Did she have to like, be overly polite? Say sir? The feline sat up, brushing off some sand from her chest fur with a paw. "I've met a few of your kids already I think, if I remember right. Wyvernkit and Goldenkit, yeah?" Her tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek in thought, she had run into Mazekit indirectly, but only the two mentioned were the kits she talked to face to face, got a name and everything. They were cute.

"I'm good! How ya, my man?" Oooh, an Irishman. Sunsetpaw kneaded at the sand, whiskers twitching in amusement. The accent that the man carried, even if he didn't say much at the moment, was highly interesting to her, and rather fun to listen to. "Your accent is super cool, I like it! What is it?" Sunsetpaw tilted her head to the side as she asked. Oh, actually, there was one of the kits now. Him and the leopard that she had the pleasure of meeting her first day there. Really nice guy. "Hey, Goldenkit! I was just talking about you. I like the crown, it's fitting. And shiny!" Sunny stretched, flopping over on to her back this time, tail curling upward to stay out of the sand. On one hand, it was a bitch to clean off, but the way the sun heated it all was pretty damn nice. "Bored...yeah, just a bit. There's only so much to do in, what, a few days? Although, I finally learned how to crack open those stupid crabs. No more looking stupid over a dead crustacean, Spots."

Oh?

He blinked a few times when the girl said that she had heard about him and he supposed it was hard not to hear about him given his position within the group, a small smile still present on his maw as he commented with a chuckle "Well, I hope that you heard good things then." A purr slipping from his maw before the girl mentioned meeting two of his children or potentially three, he was happy that she had and glad that she hadn't met all twelve in on sitting as it could be rather overwhelming to say the least. "Yes, Wyvernkit and Goldenkit are my children." Winterhymns said with a soft hum leaving him, he was proud to be their father after all and was happy that they were getting some form of recognition within the group.

His ears twitched ever so slightly when Goldenkit decided to appear and wiggled between one of his paws, the legate unable to hold back a purr when the boy spoke in a gentle manner to the apprentice in front of him. So polite and well mannered as most of his kids were, Winnie lowered his head ever so slightly to nuzzle Goldenkit's forehead gently before lifting it up a bit as he murmured "Such a charming crown, mien liebling." It reminded him of his own although that had been stolen a while ago before the kids had been born, he took a deep breath looking to Séamus and Drayden offering nods in form of greeting only to hear the Keeper mentioning the warriors plight. He still hadn't done that and should probably do it at some point but unfortunately, he had been occupied to say the least.