07-31-2020, 01:42 AM
Roan often had a great deal of things to worry about, with one of the most significant of those things being his family. For the most part, the sage focused his anxieties upon his immediate family, such as his mama, and his siblings. However, that didn't mean that he cared little about everyone else. In fact, that was very far from the case, considering how deeply he cared about his cousin, and her children. He admired Goldie a great deal, and he wanted to provide her children with a good role model, even if he wasn't sure he was doing such a great job of that. Some would claim he did marvelously at his job as sage, especially after the panic that had been caused by the meteor strike, but he had his doubts. Especially since those who would say such things didn't know about the problems lingering deep inside. However, he had tried his damnedest to help anyone he could during the chaos of the meteor, even though he knew well that he hadn't been able to help anywhere near everyone. One of the many who had slipped through the cracks was Seakit, one of the children that Roam had wanted to be a role model for.
With all of his focus having been on the injured, Roan had no time to ask about Seakit's whereabouts, or whether or not anyone even knew if he was alive. As time had steadily passed after the catastrophe, and things had begun to return to some semblance of normalcy, the siamese had simply grown too scared to ask, fearing of what the answer could've been. Thankfully, the tides seemed to have changed. The male had been drawn to the seas that day because he was in need of some seaweed, the medic wanting to experiment with its medical properties, or see if it could be used as bandaging in a true emergency. Instead of seaweed, however, he came across Seakit, the other calling out for his mother and looking... very different. Outside of the obvious size discrepancy between the two of them, the enormous change to Sea's tail had Roan staring briefly, before he quickly averted his gaze, not wanting to be rude. Focusing instead on Sea's face, Roan offered a weary smile, speaking softly, "I'm not Goldie, but... I'm glad to see that you're home, Seakit. We missed you... I'm sure everyone will be really glad you're back." He wasn't sure how much weight his words would really carry with the other, but he had to try, at least.
With all of his focus having been on the injured, Roan had no time to ask about Seakit's whereabouts, or whether or not anyone even knew if he was alive. As time had steadily passed after the catastrophe, and things had begun to return to some semblance of normalcy, the siamese had simply grown too scared to ask, fearing of what the answer could've been. Thankfully, the tides seemed to have changed. The male had been drawn to the seas that day because he was in need of some seaweed, the medic wanting to experiment with its medical properties, or see if it could be used as bandaging in a true emergency. Instead of seaweed, however, he came across Seakit, the other calling out for his mother and looking... very different. Outside of the obvious size discrepancy between the two of them, the enormous change to Sea's tail had Roan staring briefly, before he quickly averted his gaze, not wanting to be rude. Focusing instead on Sea's face, Roan offered a weary smile, speaking softly, "I'm not Goldie, but... I'm glad to see that you're home, Seakit. We missed you... I'm sure everyone will be really glad you're back." He wasn't sure how much weight his words would really carry with the other, but he had to try, at least.
[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]
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