11-19-2020, 04:38 AM
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Kian heaved another breath, gathering his thoughts and raising to his paws. Settled back into his birth form, the small wildcat trotted away from the waves, a large basket hanging in his jaws. He had spoken to Keona already, quietly, the night before -- settling details and reassurances. But while the most important individual in his life may be accounted for, the Irishman was not the type to simply walk away without a word. He did not like the idea of disappearing like that.
Raising his chin, the faerie decided it was time to get his farewells in order. With his usual jovial smile, he set a basket down onto the sand just outside the Capricorn Tavern. The Irishman did not enjoy goodbyes -- temporary or otherwise, so he hoped to make this something of a lighter occasion.
"Hey everyone -- 'm having something of a picnic over 'ere if you'd like some food!" He waved his tail happily, carefully unpacking everything onto a spread out blanket. He kept it simple; mostly Kolaches and rolls, alongside some sweets he prepared.
"I'd also like to say somethin'. Explain a little." Kian sat back on his haunches, releasing another breath. "'m not a fan of farewells, so I thought I could share a meal with everyone before headin' off. 'm not leavin' forever by any means -- there are just some bonds I mean to mend with some of my family."
"The Typhoon is my home and that isn't changin' anytime soon." Done with the serious part, the Irishman grinned. "Now I made more than enough for everyone, so you're welcome to dig in."
"'m more than happy to answer any questions too." He had nothing to hide from his crew, nor any reason not to trust them to understand his reasons for his temporary departure.
Kian Ó Faoláin
The pirate felt at ease beside the waves -- the ocean had always been a home to the faerie. He breathed along with the steady rhythm of push and pull. Though the island had seen dramatic change, it had been his home for well over two years now. But I'm not going far. Nor forever.Kian heaved another breath, gathering his thoughts and raising to his paws. Settled back into his birth form, the small wildcat trotted away from the waves, a large basket hanging in his jaws. He had spoken to Keona already, quietly, the night before -- settling details and reassurances. But while the most important individual in his life may be accounted for, the Irishman was not the type to simply walk away without a word. He did not like the idea of disappearing like that.
Raising his chin, the faerie decided it was time to get his farewells in order. With his usual jovial smile, he set a basket down onto the sand just outside the Capricorn Tavern. The Irishman did not enjoy goodbyes -- temporary or otherwise, so he hoped to make this something of a lighter occasion.
"Hey everyone -- 'm having something of a picnic over 'ere if you'd like some food!" He waved his tail happily, carefully unpacking everything onto a spread out blanket. He kept it simple; mostly Kolaches and rolls, alongside some sweets he prepared.
"I'd also like to say somethin'. Explain a little." Kian sat back on his haunches, releasing another breath. "'m not a fan of farewells, so I thought I could share a meal with everyone before headin' off. 'm not leavin' forever by any means -- there are just some bonds I mean to mend with some of my family."
"The Typhoon is my home and that isn't changin' anytime soon." Done with the serious part, the Irishman grinned. "Now I made more than enough for everyone, so you're welcome to dig in."
"'m more than happy to answer any questions too." He had nothing to hide from his crew, nor any reason not to trust them to understand his reasons for his temporary departure.
We'll all be returning, if we sail together
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