05-17-2020, 11:09 PM
[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Roan honestly hadn't meant for such a diverse group of souls to show up for his little visit – the only people he had really intended to see was Piers and his family – but he couldn't say that he was disappointed. With the exception of Dante, it seemed as though none of them were greeting him with hostility, and for that, he was grateful. His tense form immediately relaxed upon the arrival of Kydobi and his son, fixing Kydobi with a bright, blue eyed glance before he smiled, "Hello, Kydobi. I've been alright... tired. I'm sure you saw the meteor. There's a lot of injured, that's actually why I'm here..." Looking towards Piers, the young sage gave the other a small, slightly more private smile, reserved for his close friends and family. The siamese found himself sighing before he continued, pawing at the sandy ground, "The Typhoon... we'll recover. The meteor hit us hard, but thankfully it could've been much, much worse. It's tiring, as one of the two sages, but I finally found some time to come here. I wanted to see if The Pitt had fared alright..." He knew that Tanglewood had been effected by the tremors that had struck after the meteor, so he wondered if anything had happened to The Pitt as well.
Looking towards Dante, Roan felt a tight little smile come to his muzzle, kind but also holding a silent threat to it. He tilted his head before speaking, "My clanmates are well taken care of. I made sure before I came here, but I appreciate your concern." With that little dismissive remark, he turned his attention to Gael, practically purring at the sight of his family. Although he didn't know all of the relations of the Ó Foaláins all that well, he knew Gael and Aine to be his family, and that was really all that mattered to him. His Gaelic was getting a bit rusty, considering he hadn't practiced with Seamus in quite a while, but he still made an attempt to respond, "Tha mi a ’dèanamh ceart gu leòr, tapadh leibh. Agus thusa?¹" The words rolled smoothly off his tongue, although slightly accented thanks to the fact that he was more comfortable with English, or Spanish.
( ¹ "I'm doing okay, thank you. And you?" )
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Looking towards Dante, Roan felt a tight little smile come to his muzzle, kind but also holding a silent threat to it. He tilted his head before speaking, "My clanmates are well taken care of. I made sure before I came here, but I appreciate your concern." With that little dismissive remark, he turned his attention to Gael, practically purring at the sight of his family. Although he didn't know all of the relations of the Ó Foaláins all that well, he knew Gael and Aine to be his family, and that was really all that mattered to him. His Gaelic was getting a bit rusty, considering he hadn't practiced with Seamus in quite a while, but he still made an attempt to respond, "Tha mi a ’dèanamh ceart gu leòr, tapadh leibh. Agus thusa?¹" The words rolled smoothly off his tongue, although slightly accented thanks to the fact that he was more comfortable with English, or Spanish.
( ¹ "I'm doing okay, thank you. And you?" )
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