MOVES LIKE THAT - open; Sunhaven visit

[FELIKS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]He'd always been guarded when thinking about the other groups. Migrating frequently between borders had given him a solid opinion of the workings of a few groups, yet the only interaction he'd been able to have with Sunhaven was with a high and mighty ex-leader. They'd been desperate for the Typhoon's loving embrace, perhaps they still were judging by the amount of visitors they'd had from the clan recently, the group was lucky that those of a higher position than him caved in to their requests. Had him or Bakagou's opinions been worth more to the pirates, this conversation wouldn't be taking place. The gryphon approached, ear tufts flickering as the tail end of the talks hit him. Shit talking of the dinosaurs, some seaglass necklaces among the plethora of gifts, at least the Striker hadn't arrived to hear anything too out of the ordinary.

Feliks came to a standstill next to Lucifer, unable to help the way his talons dug into the ground at the talks of handing over fruits just like that. Caught socialising in a bad mood, the Striker did nothing more to greet the other than give a nod of his feathered head, gaze judgmental as he thought about various things on his mind unrelated to Sunhaven. "Who's the blue and gold one for then?" he asked absently, and though distracted by other matters the gryphon was slightly curious regardless.