I'LL MAKE MY OWN KINGDOM // sandcastle building

[SÉAMUS]

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☠ Séamus Ó Faoláin

Although a fairly social creature, the small wildcat had found himself reclusive as of late.  Lingering in the shadows, keeping his distance.  It was hard to discern why exactly.  He found himself, especially, watching his son and the new Roux children quietly from afar.  What a father I make, huh.

Since his son's disappearance and return, Séamus had been staying on alert.  Of course, the Irishman hardly expected the child to zip right past him in a flurry of sand.  Bemused, he snorted softly and rose to his paws.  Curious, he followed suit.

Soon the very unusual Gamelia and her sandcastle in view, answering his unspoken questions.  "Perhaps I can lend a paw as well.  Name's Séamus."

Memories of Keona constructing sandcastles made him happy.  Almost subconsciously, he began reaching out to their mental connection before pausing.  He was not entirely certain she'd appreciate the sudden intrusion.  Perhaps she'll come by anyway... She loves the beach.

Instead, he could focus on Roan, and helping the strange... Candy? Dragon build in the sand.

Word of mouth there's a snake in the garden