THINKING ABOUT WHERE I'VE BEEN / q+a

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . young . he/him
demigod of the deep

Seapaw would approach, a pleased hum leaving him at the site of snacks. He would weave his way behind the group to where the plate was, scooping up one of the small sliders and popping it into his mouth. Chewing as he walked, he would approach his mom and lean against her, sliding down until only his head was pressed against her and he was laid across the sand. Slowing his sandwich, round ears would twitch as his listen to the conversation. "I'll answer some questions too" he comments, wishing to himself he'd have grabbed a plate and a couple more sliders.

It was too late at this point, he was comfortable, and his mom's side against his cheek was nice. Getting up when cuddling your mother was a criminal offense. His large tail thumped idly as he racked his brains for questions. His gaze moved to Keona first, mismatched eyes watching the dealer. "What do you like about being a dealer, Keona?" he asked, satisfied with his question. He did want to ask them all something, so he had two more to go. He didn't know Alex well but knew they were family. Second cousins or something like that. Humming lightly, he would look at the kitten. "Have you gotten to go swimming in the ocean yet?" he asked, deciding that he didn't want to ask the child anything too complex.

He would then move his head, the bottom of his muzzle pressed against Goldenluxury's side. "I gotta question for ya, Momma. If you weren't the captain, what do you think you'd be doing?"