I DON'T CARE, I'M STILL FREE ☆ missing

[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

The sudden realization that Sam was really, truly gone had weighed heavily on Lovekit's mind. The young hybrid had fled his mama's funeral, unable to stand the agony of seeing her face, so peaceful as if she were just sleeping. He wanted to grab her shoulders and shake as hard as he possibly could, just to try and get her to come back to them. Unfortunately, it had finally clicked in his mind that... that wasn't going to happen. Sam was gone, and young Lo had very little idea of how to handle that. Every time he thought about it, it only caused his eyes to burn with tears and the air in his lungs to be ripped away, replaced with buzzing and painful static. It made him want to collapse and curl in on himself, and he knew that wasn't an option. He was supposed to be a brave warrior. He was supposed to be the captain's son, and he was supposed to make her proud. To make sure that she was happy. As it stood right now, he had failed at his life's task, and that was easy to see. It was easy to spot in the way his mother's gaze seemed glossed over, and the pained edge to each and every one of her words.

In the end, the boy decided that he needed to get away. He needed to get away from The Typhoon, and from the revelation he had made regarding Sam. Instead of focusing on any of that, the kit needed to go and do something grand. Something impressive and startling, and something that would make his mom proud of him. If he worked hard enough, surely he could bring a smile to her face once again. He needed to. So, wasting little time, Lovekit had gone to his room within his family's home, growing form slinking around to grab anything that he deemed important. He didn't have too much to his name yet, considering he was still young, but there were a few things he made sure to grab, such as some shells from Harlow, and some feathers from Seapaw. They were to be his good luck charms, after all. Not only that, but he also grabbed one of the maps that Kian had helped him find. Perhaps it would help him make the grand discovery that he was so desperately searching for. Even if he didn't discover some new group or incredible land of gold, he could at least go on a proper treasure hunt.

Once he had gathered everything he believed he would need, Lo had waited until it was the early hours of the morning, well before anyone got up – even his mom. Sure that everyone was still asleep, the boy slipped down from his bed, grabbing his bag and carefully slipping out the front door. Once he was properly outside, he quickly made his way towards the railroad tracks, knowing that they were the main route on or off the archipelago resided on. As soon as the border was in sight, Lo took off, his paws kicking up dust in his trail as he disappeared through the trees, leaving only his scent and tracks to remember him by. Both went straight into the uncharted territories, off to find the adventure that he so desperately sought.