What comes from the sea - intro - will return

[roan ;]

[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — It seemed as though Rouxes were just naturally drawn to the sea. Roan supposed it made the most sense for Seakit, considering he was named after the waves, but it was still pretty funny, poking his head from his home only to once again see one of the new children bouncing about in the water. He could still remember when a couple of months ago, he had been so eager to leave the house, rushing along the edge of the sea but never truly stepping into it. It had intimidated him too much, his self preservation winning out over curiosity in a rather surprising way. He still liked the ocean, and had eventually been able to make his way all the way out to cousin Goldie's boat at one point, but the young pirate wasn't sure he'd ever consider himself one with the sea like Goldie did. Perhaps it was just a genetic thing, that the Captain possessed. Either way, the siamese found himself chuckling softly from the front of his family's hut, just watching Seakit from afar – both in amusement, and also worry, not wanting his poor cousin to lose another child.

When Seakit eventually moved back from the water and began once again up the beach, Roan found himself following, stretching out his wings as he trotted after his second cousin. The scent of Trygve hitting him as he walked along immediately made Roan's fur prickle, the apprentice worried that Ry was about to cause trouble with the young tiguar. Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case. The older male moved over just in time to catch Trygve's comment about coconuts, and he found himself smiling broadly before he nodded, "Yeah, Ry's right! You can get to the stuff inside much more easily if you just break it open against a rock." Roan, of course, didn't realize that his younger brother preferred a much more violent and self destructive method of cracking open coconuts, the siamese figuring no one would be reckless enough to use their skull, instead of a rock. Gesturing with a rapidly growing wing along the shore, Roan continued with a pleased hum, "There's plenty of big rocks along the shore. I'm sure I can show you one you could use!"
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