WHY YOU GOTTA BE MEAN ☆ o, new accessory

[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

If Lovekit had known that his excitement was so infectious, he probably would've been delighted, far more inclined to weaponize it against others in the future. The child as a whole disliked anger and conflict, whether it arise from jealousy or disputes over territory, although he supposed that was natural. He had yet to see anything major crop up with The Typhoon yet – born too late to have seen the war against the Pitt that had been a driving force for his mother – but he had learned his history. He knew that it probably wouldn't be too long before something else came along to try and threaten him, or try and threaten his family as a whole. He could only hope that nothing would threaten Palmclan, considering Lo had come to care for them as nearly a second home. It was inevitable that he would eventually return back to The Typhoon, and when he did, he didn't want to leave the clan behind to whatever dangers they could face. If it were up to the young hybrid, he'd probably just try to get the entire world to get along, without any worries of battles or yelling or anything of the sort. Thankfully, it seemed as though he had gotten through to Foamkit to the point where the other didn't wish to hiss at him anymore, or huff at his new prize.

When Foam's gaze fell on him, Lovekit was partially aware of the fact that the other probably hadn't understood all of his words. Relatively small was the age difference between them, but Lo's was still on a different level from his friend, able to understand more complex sentences. Aware of this fact, the boy was prepared to try and cut down on his word count, and hopefully get his message across in the simplest way he possibly could. It didn't seem as though he needed to, however, when he noticed Foamkit tapping against his leg in a silent request. It took a couple of seconds before Lo realized what the other was requesting, a soft laugh leaving him before he settled himself against the ground. With his long legs temporarily folded beneath him, Lovekit questioned curiously, "You wanna go along with the two of us...? Well... okay! All aboard!" Perhaps Lo's judgment wasn't the greatest, especially with the older boy knowing Foam wasn't supposed to go out, but... Lo was still a child. He wanted Foam to be able to explore as much as he did, regardless of the rules.