REALLY REALLY GOOD FOR WHAT ☆ baby croc hatching

[roan ;]

Honestly, Roan hadn't given much thought to the fact that he had called his mother by her name initially. He had simply done it to grab her attention, and to let her know that he was looking for her, in case she didn't recognize his voice. He didn't really see a single scenario in which his mama wouldn't recognize his voice, but he had become a bit of a recluse lately, so he wouldn't have blamed her. Either way, Roan was fairly sure it was impossible for him to ever think of his mother in the same way that Roxie thought of Judith. His mama had always been nothing but kind to him, even if she occasionally worried that she hadn't done things right. She had always made him feel loved and happy, and he would never forget that, especially not when he had gestures such as the croc upon his back to remind him.

When his mama approached, Roan couldn't help the smile that spread across his muzzle, surprisingly rare these days for the young soothsayer. For the first time in a while, he felt genuinely happy about something. Gently lowering his head so that the baby crocodile could half climb and half slip down, the draconic feline mused softly, "I'm not sure yet, honestly... I wasn't sure when he would actually hatch, so I didn't think to come up with some names ahead of time." He watched as the hatchling slowly moved around, glossy eyes glancing at Roxie as he swung back and forth rather sluggishly, obviously getting used to not being cooped up in a shell. Eventually, Roan suggested with a little chuckle, "What about... Galaga? I remember reading in this book, about this human game... it sounded like the sound effects in it were sorta like the noises that crocodiles make." He wasn't sure how close he actually was, considering he had obviously never played Galaga himself, but the description in the book he had read seemed rather close.

ROAN Ó FOALÁIN-ROUX - THE TYPHOON - SOOTHSAYER

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