that's how it goes . introduction

[lovekit.]

IT TOOK A LITTLE TIME
[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER

IT'S ONLY GOING UP

JUST ONE THING THEN ANOTHER

lovekit — the typhoon — tags

It was hard to miss that Lovekit was the most boisterous of his litter, carrying the Roux flair that many of the family had become known for. Both Harlow and Lawkit were significantly more subtle and subdued than he was, but that had never been a problem for the small hybrid. In fact, he just saw it as an opportunity, to try to draw them both out of their shells. The child had taken notice of how his brother preferred the shadows, and he was more than happy to oblige, liking to think of himself as a protective presence for both he and Harlow. Whether or not that would be true remained to be seen, considering how very small the kit still was, despite the size difference between he and his siblings. As it was now, it would be exceedingly easy for a larger animal to just toss Lovekit aside, invalidating all the big dreams of being a protective warrior that danced in his head. However, he knew that one day he would be able to live up to those visions, and make both his mothers proud – not to mention making sure nothing ever tore happiness away from himself, or his siblings.

The tavern was a building that the boy had not yet properly explored, finding it so grand and intimidating that even he was vaguely unsure of himself. When the scent of Lawkit led inside, however, the male knew that he needed to follow, not willing to chance any dimwitted adults upsetting his brother. So, the hybrid had slipped his way through the front doors, ignoring the way that a few curious looks were shot in his direction. Hell, he could even hear a few whispers about his parentage, more than likely those already curious about their captain's children. Ignoring those, Lovekit allowed his green eyes to cut sharply through the crowd, eventually identifying Lawkit sitting in a booth near the corner, hidden away with a coloring book. A smile coming to his muzzle, Lovekit made his way over, large front paws pulling himself into the booth across from the other. Offering his kin a sharptoothed grin, Lovekit found himself muttering over the general hum of the tavern, "Hey Lawkit... what're you looking at? I never thought I'd find you here at the tavern... this place is loud, right?" The loudness was sort of a comfort to Lovekit's hyper sensibilities, but he had always thought Lawkit would prefer a more comfortable, quiet setting.