11-11-2018, 03:34 PM
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⚓ IKAIA | current track ♪ | current shape: oncilla | engaging. . . | ![[Image: zgR219p.png]](https://i.imgur.com/zgR219p.png)
Distress leads him over towards the group, acutely aware it's Keona's sorrow he catches. Concern creases his brow as the youth bounds across the bay. He casts a glance towards Bakugou, but decides to dismiss him after a second, determining he wasn't going to get irritated at the Quartermaster when he should be focused on his friend.
He brushes against Keona's side, aiming to nuzzle her lightly. I'm sorry. The boy speaks through their bond, hoping maybe he could use the connection to give her some comfort.
He didn't know his mother. Or he couldn't remember her, at the very least. Nor his father, or any other family he may or may not have. For some reason, the youth felt little bother for that most of the time. Some days he was reminded of what he didn't have and it nagged at him, but there was little to be done. Keona had her father and uncles, and even a little cousin around, but Ikaia knew she missed the one part of her family that was missing.
He frowned thoughtfully at the situation. A single word message for the father and uncle. Kou. Yours. If there was some critical meaning in the one word, he didn't see it. Seemed like there should be more to it yet there wasn't. Weren't letters supposed to end with yours?
[align=center]Distress leads him over towards the group, acutely aware it's Keona's sorrow he catches. Concern creases his brow as the youth bounds across the bay. He casts a glance towards Bakugou, but decides to dismiss him after a second, determining he wasn't going to get irritated at the Quartermaster when he should be focused on his friend.
He brushes against Keona's side, aiming to nuzzle her lightly. I'm sorry. The boy speaks through their bond, hoping maybe he could use the connection to give her some comfort.
He didn't know his mother. Or he couldn't remember her, at the very least. Nor his father, or any other family he may or may not have. For some reason, the youth felt little bother for that most of the time. Some days he was reminded of what he didn't have and it nagged at him, but there was little to be done. Keona had her father and uncles, and even a little cousin around, but Ikaia knew she missed the one part of her family that was missing.
He frowned thoughtfully at the situation. A single word message for the father and uncle. Kou. Yours. If there was some critical meaning in the one word, he didn't see it. Seemed like there should be more to it yet there wasn't. Weren't letters supposed to end with yours?
( you are the dawn of a new day that's waking, a masterpiece still in the making )
[glow=black,2,300]a masterpiece still in the making[/glow]
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