03-23-2020, 10:28 PM
He supposed it really shouldn't have been that surprising, coming upon a crocodile creation made of seashells and sad by one of Roxie's children. After all, ever since the first day that he had met his sister, she had always been flanked by Kal and Brunhild, her trusted reptilian pets. It seemed as though it was genetics for Roxanne's children to have their own love of scaley creatures. He preferred his companions to be a bit more on the fluffy side, but he certainly wouldn't complain about Natyli going out and expressing herself. Perhaps she would be the artist of the family, or perhaps she would just come up with rambunctious projects worthy of matching with Ry's antics. Either way, the bobcat found himself letting out a low whistle as he padded over, making especially sure not to trample over any parts of the sand sculpture in the process. He really didn't want to get on his little niece's bad side and lose any uncle credit he had – which probably wasn't any, but he could pretend. Sitting down nearby, Michael eyed the seashell beast for a long moment before he spoke, smiling crookedly over at Natyli, "Nice job, Natyli. That thing looks fu- really, really great. Practically looks like it's going to rise up outta the ground and start followin' Kal." He quickly cut himself off before he said "fucking great", knowing Roxanne would kill him if he taught any of her children swears.
[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]
— Reggan