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Starlight blinked with a faint amount of surprise at how warmly Fischer addressed him, and he felt a small smile come to his face as he dipped his head to the older member. Flicking his starry wave dripping tail, the young feline turned and darted off towards the ship in the distance, his pelt glinting in the moonlight as he ran along. It took several moments of searching before he found everything that he was looking for, including some food for Fischer, a bottle of rum, and a basket to carry it all in. The rum had taken the most searching, since he had never been a drinker – at least not now, he might've been in the past? He isn't sure – and wasn't exactly aware of where any of the bottles of the alcohol could be found. But eventually he had managed to get his paws on one, hefting it into the basket alongside a pretty large amount of prey, just in case.
He returned to the small group with the basket clenched in his jaws, trying his best not to let it trip his paws up as he moved along. He arrived just in time to hear Vandal suggesting that they have a little party on the beach. Gently placing the basket down in front of the small group of older group members, he meowed softly with a flick of his ear, his already faintly glowing eyes seeming to light up a bit at the prospect of spending some time with the others, "A little luau? That sounds very enjoyable, miss Vandal." He was beginning to get used to the familiar faces around here already, but the thought of actually spending quality time with them and getting to know them seemed... sort of exciting. It sort of occured to him that his very formal tone might make it seem like he wasn't that enthralled by the idea, but he tried to set that off by smiling a bit.
He returned to the small group with the basket clenched in his jaws, trying his best not to let it trip his paws up as he moved along. He arrived just in time to hear Vandal suggesting that they have a little party on the beach. Gently placing the basket down in front of the small group of older group members, he meowed softly with a flick of his ear, his already faintly glowing eyes seeming to light up a bit at the prospect of spending some time with the others, "A little luau? That sounds very enjoyable, miss Vandal." He was beginning to get used to the familiar faces around here already, but the thought of actually spending quality time with them and getting to know them seemed... sort of exciting. It sort of occured to him that his very formal tone might make it seem like he wasn't that enthralled by the idea, but he tried to set that off by smiling a bit.
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