ROCKET TO THE MOOON;; open - necklaces

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

Roan's first assumption on what the other was doing had been right, but that wasn't a bad thing. It was nice to see Torsten out and interacting with everyone, and he would never discourage his brother from showing a bit of kindness to other members of the group. Roan found a small smile curling on his muzzle as Diya approached, his stitched up tail flicking beside him as he spoke to her, "Hey Diya... I'm doing alright. Tired... but that's the usual." He was less tired as of late, considering he had Rosemary to help him out, but he still had his duties to attend to. He had always been a bit of a workaholic, something that had a tendency to run in his family – he could only hope this wasn't a sign that Torsten would be one too.

Refocusing his attention towards the necklaces, he let a small smile quirk at the edges of his muzzle as he pulled the necklace close, and into his paws. He ran the pads of his paw lightly over the stone, a hum leaving him before he slipped it on. The soothsayer then purred, the firm weight of the rock against his chest fluff, "Thank you, Torsten. It's very pretty, and it helps me accessorize along with my bag." He motioned briefly at his herb satchel, which sat against his hip as usual. He then suggested, his gaze flicking towards the beach, "You should also be sure to give one to our uncle, Michael. He's a big fan of jewelry, so I'm sure he'd appreciate it. And your other mama too, of course." Not that either Michael or Roxie really needed more jewelry, but this piece had sentimental value.

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— Reggan