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

[T. ROUX]

THE GOLD IS SLEEPING IN THE RIVER

Trygve had been rather preoccupied to say the least though he was never far from either Aine or Gael it seemed, the boy taking a deep breath as his ears perked forward at the sound of voices. Aine, Atticus, and an unfamiliar one that sounded rather young which was enough to make the boy frown. He figured that he might as well investigate especially since the smell of the Typhoon was also there, Trygve took a deep breath wondering who it could've been. Eventually, approaching the trio, Ry took the moment to realize that the voice had belonged to the child that had been sitting there. He had known about the relationship of his mother but not this, a frown tugging down at his lips in a bit of thought only to find his voice with a light nod of his head "Hello there..." He greeted a bit awkwardly at first only to continue with a slow nod "Torsten." He rolled his shoulders a bit only to extend a wing out to shield the child from the sunlight.

"Aren't you supposed to be home?" Inquired the draconic jaguar with a small frown though he sounded like a hypocrite seeing that he had also gone to the Pitt at such a young age though, he had his reasons of being here now. This was his home and well, he wasn't thinking of leaving just yet. Or ever, for that matter. His eyes shifted over to Atticus both pupils narrowing into dangerous slits, he disregarded the other in that moment to concentrate on this small sibling of his. "Are you thirsty or hungry? That was a pretty big trip for a little guy such as yourself," He continued feeling less awkward as he interacted more and more with the younger Roux, after all, this was his little brother despite how odd that sounded given how he was usually the younger sibling amongst himself and Roan. A snort left him thinking about his uptight brother, it made him wonder if the guy even took a moment for his new younger siblings. He doubted it but, that was fine since Ry would be more than willing to spend time with em.

"You remind me a lot like myself when I was younger. I was about your age when I first found the Pitt." He continued with a thoughtful lash of his mottled tail though his ears would lower themselves in a moment as he cast a glance over to Aine only to smile at Torsten "And I'm glad I did... Met the sweetest girl," He would slowly rise to his paws aiming to pick up Torsten and set him on his back that way it would be a lot easier to protect Torsten. His whiskers twitched as he added with a shrug "And yeah, Atticus was there eventually too."

BUT THE FLOWER'S IN MY HAND
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN

— Reggan