open [★] POW POW

[SÉAMUS]

☠ Well this was... A situation.  The older rusty spotted cat flicked his ears back as he arrived on scene.  He was happy to see Keona liked her present; Kian had been right that he may keep her in camp.  Perhaps that had not been a good idea... Now she was butting heads with Caesar.  The fae bit back a sigh.  What a drag. Though it was hard not to chuckle, watching the Striker try to reason with the girl; Seamus knew from the start she'd argue back in an instant with her own logic.

"Can't argue with her there," the pirate announced, accented voice full of unrestrained amusement. "I see no reason not to name it." Besides, kids were kids; they named their toys.  Some people, he supposed, just had different opinions... Of course, Seamus wasn't about to let anyone ruin something for his niece.  That just was not going to fly.

"I for one, am glad you think it's special enough to name, Sib," he added warmly, before his sea-green eyes turned sharply towards the serval.  "Nobody decent'll have a problem with that."