But such a tide as moving seems asleep || return

[roan ;]

Diya was someone that Roan had known of, more than she had ever truly known her. When Diya had first come to visit the Typhoon, and had ultimately ended up being their house guest, Roan had been exhilarated. After all, Diya represented the vast lands that laid outside of the boundaries of The Typhoon, lands that Roan had never laid eyes on before, or even known anything about. He was sure he had annoyed her in her brief time there before he had begun to mature, and realized that asking everyone every question that came into his mind was a rather annoying habit. Aside from this, however, Roan didn't truly know Diya. He knew her as far as she related to Roxie, since his immediate family was really all he could find himself able to care about, these days. He wished he had the energy to care about everyone through the Typhoon – and on some level he did, even if it was hard – but his job made it nearly impossible. If he grew close to everyone and worried about them all the time, he'd never be able to make himself treat them, when push came to shove. It was hard enough doing so for his family, after all.

The young sage had been leaving the tavern when the ringing of the bell reached him, causing him to raise his head and part his jaws. The satchel around his waist was faintly jingling, heavy with items that he had won in his latest game of poker. The every other day games within the tavern had become a small comfort to him, allowing him a chance to relax after a day of herb sorting, while still letting him think a bit. He liked to think that he was getting better at it, as evidenced by the trinkets currently weighing him down. He considered just heading back to his treehouse near the temple, but the bell truly wasn't that far away, and the smell of his mama and Eulia was what ultimately made the decision for him. After all, perhaps the person at the border would need medical assistance, and aside from Silas and Goldie – who really shouldn't have been majorly out and about – there was no one but him to provide. Hitching his satchel up a bit on his body, the siamese made his way from the tavern over to where the bell and the snakes were, his mind vaguely informing him that yes, the figure at the gates was familiar, even if he couldn't quite connect the pelt and the name.

Thankfully, Lu was around to make up for his slightly selective memory, her singular word coming out in a soft, hushed tone as he came padding over. Diya. He hadn't exactly been sure where the feline had gone, considering he had been so caught up in the chaos after the meteor strike. Back then, he had no time to worry about those that weren't around, and had been forced to focus on those that were still there, and very much needed his assistance. Despite this, it was a relief to see the pure white feline once again, considering her return was a lot more comforting than she either disappeared, or died. The thought of it was enough to make him shiver, his fur slightly puffed up and his jaw clenched. Shaking his head, he riddled himself of those unpleasant ponderances, muttering to Diya with a nod of his head, "Hello, Diya. It's Roan, if you can't remember me... I'm glad to see that you're doing well." Cocking his head to one side, Roan's eyes narrowed slightly in thought, his words spilling forth before he could truly think about the deeper meaning behind them, "Are you here to stay, or are you just visiting, like last time?" Perhaps it was slightly cruel, essentially implying that Diya had disappeared on them because she was flaky, but his concern laid with his mama, and whether she was going to be hurt yet again.

[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]