Wanderer tilted her head from her perch, pleasantly amused. She'd been trying to figure out how to get down from a nearby tree when she spotted Lucidner. A cub? Here on the borders? She thought.
They didn't appear injured or hurt in the least, save for the eyepatch. She blinked. No? Maybe the eyepatch was just something they wore? The cub seemed much to young to of gotten hurt. Not that it mattered to much, she supposed. She'd know why they wore the eye patch soon. After all, it might be part of his story, and there was nothing more people liked to do then talk about themselves. And there was nothing more Wanderer liked to do, besides listen.
"arrrrrrrrhghhh!" The dog dragon growled in reply jokingly. Her large tail wagged slightly. "Who be tresspassen' on me territory?" She asked in her best stereotypical pirate accent.

The screech of a wildling echoed throughout the Typhoon's territory, signaling one's arrival. Whoever it may be, they were young. Not only this, but their confident scream, followed by the shuffling of feet and unfamiliar, indicated a stranger laid on their beaches. Alexandre's sensitive senses could only determine such. Even so, the vampiric feline was not concerned whatsoever. Children were naive. One was bound to come onto the railroad tracks and proclaim their alliance with The Typhoon sooner or later, especially in such a fascinating spectacle.

That said, paw steps approached with caution and followed as Wanderer approached them first. An orange gaze traced Lucinder's young stature and the accessories that donned it, letting out an impressed snort in succession. His short vocalization only turned into a laugh once Wanderer repeated the child's generalized pirate accent, causing Alexandre to double over with a smirk. "I sea what you did there," he complimented his groupmate.

Business was business though. The Roux lightly stepped past Wanderer and stared down at the cub, internally wondering why they crossed into dangerous territory to play pirate dress-up. "Better fess up why you're here or else you're going to be walking the plank," Alexandre remarked. He wasn't serious though. He didn't have the heart to shove a kid off The Anchored Tempest's deck currently.

A pirate, eh? The feline's head momentarily turned back towards his groupmates, offering a tilt of his head. How strange. Kids would be kids and they all had their own dreams. Alex's dream was different than most, but at least this one had a proper and concise path to follow. Even if it meant showing up here. Needless to say, his gaze returned to Lucinder after his quick exchange with those that gathered. A subtle snort left him. Odd.

With the leader's arrival, along with his awkward aura, Alexandre straightened out. His rump settled down onto the floor, tail wrapping around his front paws promptly. He leaned in. "Listen, sweetheart," he cooed out after Danny. "You're presumably welcome-" Orange eyes drifted towards Danny. "-to join us on adventures, but you're going to need to ask your parents." They were a bit young. Maybe their parents left Lucinder unattended and he ran off to The Typhoon? Or they were dead? Either way, the feline needed confirmation. Any answer would do, but he was pretty sure Danny didn't want to kidnap a child without permission from their parental guardians.

He really hoped they weren't dead though. Yikes... That would be awkward.

The dog dragon found their way down from the tree, taking a place over with the other crew mates. She didn't mention the fact that the kid both wanted to be and was a pirate, chalking it up to childhood. Had she been like that in hers? She wanted to accept the kid with open arms and lots of eyepatches and probably a wooden leg. For the look.
What was life without a good adventure? Without following your dreams? Let the kid be a pirate, parental permission or no - not that anyone needed parental permission in the first place. They remained silent, though, as they didn't consider themselves to be part of the Typhoon and therefore, shouldn't have a say in a matter such as this.
Instead she sat, and tried their best to keep their mind from wandering.