can you hear my voice up on the moon? ;; open - visitor

[Atticus Roux]

The male had seen Aine wandering towards a stranger at the border and was reluctant to follow, so he wandered up promptly. Yellow eyes caught on the kitten in the distance. He hesitated, knowing that he was young enough to travel here at that age too, but they were also alone and looked small. The Pitt was a dastardly place. Atticus learned that over time, but his attachments within The Pitt kept him here and he learned there was much more to the place. Even so, his concern remained. The small boy smelled of salt-water, indicating their arrival from The Typhoon. The two groups were long-time enemies and rarely agreed on any terms, especially under previous reigns of The Pitt. Needless to say, seeing a tiny child travel across the sea alone to see 'family' in an enemy clan was frightening.

Atticus paused next to Aine, offering the medic a short glance. She was right. His brow furrowed at the thought of Tygrve and the similarities between this child. Curious, the feline blurted out. "Are you a Roux?" he casually asked. "My name is Atticus Roux, descendant of Selby and Moth Roux of Tanglewood." The Roux family seemed to be in most places, especially within The Typhoon, but he knew there were some outliers like himself within Tanglewood also. No wonder their alliance was so strong.

Nonetheless, he tried not to assume. "What's your name, kid?" the Pittian mentioned, hoping his guess was somewhat right.

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