THE SEA -RETURN-S TO IT'S SHORES

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . young . he/him

The first to approach, Roan, tugged at his heartstrings some as joy began to fill the tiguar. He took a step forward, brushing his muzzle against the other's shoulder before returning to his spot and grinning. "It's so good to see you, Roan." As he spoke, tears had began to fill his eyes. He'd always been quick to tears and now was no different.

His jaws parted to speak when the sound of rapids steps snatched his attention away. Lurching to the side as his mother's scent overwhelmed him, his paws threw up sand until he felt his fur brush her. "Oh Momma I missed you so much," cried out the neon colored feline as he buried his face against her neck. Now the tears flowed free as he attempted not to break down right there. As her paws wrapped around him he gave a wet chuckle and sniffled. "Wasn't nowhere to leave one, momma," he says as he leans back to peer up at her with tearfilled eyes. He took a good look at her and his ears pushed back. "You got fat." Okay, so maybe not the nicest thing but, he didn't get it. He hadn't been gone for that long, how had she become so round.

Attention diverted once more, he leaned against his mother and looked at Devland. "It's nice to meetcha, Devland! I'm uh, I guess I'm technically Seapaw now?" He would shoot his mom a quick quizzical glance before looking back at Devland and- "ohmygodwhatisthat."

Standing nearby was a massive dragon like-creature, standing way taller than the rest of them. "Who are you? You're so tall!" The cub would ask this as he leaned his head all the way back to look at him.