HOUSE OF GOLD / treehouse

[roan ;]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — To say that Roan had forgotten about his mother's little comment to give him his own little hideout had been entirely forgotten would be inaccurate. Sure, Roan, like most children his age, did not have much of an attention span, and that had a tendency to reach out to his memory as well, with certain things going in one ear and right out the other. However, for the most part, Roan was able to remember the things that his Mother had said to him. Roxanne, despite allowing the kit to venture out more and more on his own – or rather, with either Kal or Brunhild – lately, was still essentially the center of Roan's entire universe, and because of that he had a tendency to pay special attention to what his mother had to say to him. Whether it just be some random little comment about him looking particularly handsome today – a sweet comment his mother occasionally threw in before seeing him off for the moment that made the kitten preen with pride – or something more substantial, like the whole hideout of his own thing. Although truthfully, he hadn't thought about his little hideout in quite a while, mainly because his attention was usually being pulled in multiple different directions at once by all of the new things he was discovering since leaving the house. He had figured it was a little incidental comment by his mama that was meant to get him pumped up and happy, rather than anything that he was supposed to hold her to. Although honestly the boy probably wouldn't forcibly hold his mother to anything that she said, unless it was something really important, like promising to love him forever.

The majority of Roan's day this far bad been spent out in the sun, going back and forth between the beach and the town with Brunhild and Lorelei obediently following behind him, although obviously getting a little annoyed by the constant circles they were making. Roan couldn't help it, he wanted to see how fast he could run from the beach to the town, and in between these trips, he took time to stop near the edge of the water to find seashells to hand out to passersby. Most of the time when he stretched his paw out with a random little pretty seashell and handed it to a stranger without the Typhoon, they would pause, bewildered or annoyed, and look up at him to see what the hell his deal was. However, when they saw it was just a smiling little child – the son of one who was fairly well known throughout the Typhoon and really wasn't worth messing with – they usually just smiled sheepishly and continued along, taking the shell with them. Roan felt that he was doing a great service with his passing out of pretty shells, and he actually felt a little bit bad when he decided to retire for the day, exhausted from the running back and forth.

With Brunhild and Lorelei following gratefully behind him, Roan had begun to make his way towards home, only to become distracted when he smelled his mother, along with Idyllfields. Perking up with interest, Roan took off through the sand towards the tree that his mother was working in, his eyes gleaming with both curiosity and confusion at Roxie's actions. Stumbling his way over, the kitten came up beside Idyll, plopping down on his butt as he offered them a little crooked smile. Once he felt he had been sufficiently friendly, he turned his attention towards his mama, raising his voice as he called upwards, "Mama! What are you doing up there? Are you looking for pretty colored birds?" He could see the little base platform that his mother had already done quite a bit of work on, but it didn't even occur to him that it could be the base of a treehouse.