AND I AIN'T GONNA LOSE / meeting

[gael]

♛

A cold, indifferent pair of eyes watched the pirate captain.  The time of observation at hand.  Rather than approaching closer, the black and red vulpine padded up to his daughter.  The fact she desired to keep her distance from Goldenluxury made sense and he gently brushed his fur against her side as he took his own seat.

For a split second, the faerie blinked, frowning.  Seemingly only a harmless shift in the air, his focus returned in full on the pirate.

"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby

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