What comes from the sea - birthday - will return

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . young . he/him
demigod of the deep

Birthday. A bittersweet day for the beta, which he would not be for longer, as he pondered over his missing siblings. He couldn't help the pang in his heart at the idea of his birthday. There were others that he should be celebrating with. Siblings that shared the date but were on far distant shores. Eludin, who he hadn't seen in many moons. He wondered if his brother was doing okay if he had truly gone to explore and adventure like the rumors said. Bonita, who he'd watched set sail and not return. He wondered if she was celebrating wherever the waves took her.

A sigh left the tiguar as he rose from his bed, glancing around the treehouse he shared. He wondered briefly about his roommate, before deciding she would show up if she wanted to. Deciding he might as well start the day, he ducked out of the treehouse, leaping down onto the fallen leaves.

His mind wandered as he walked, pondering over if anyone actually remembered today was his birthday. His mother, probably, maybe his younger siblings. Outside of that, he was unsure. Would his mother deem him an adult? Perhaps he wouldn't be a beta anymore, would she make him a proper crewmate? He knew that there was some tradition in his naming, would that mean he would get a new soon? He'd gone from 'kit to 'paw, would his mother come up with something for him?

These were the thoughts going through his mind as he flopped onto the sandy beach, laying on his back with his paws up in the air. He hadn't talked to his mom about a party or anything, so he simply assumed there wouldn't be one. SO, he would lounge on the beach, quietly humming happy birthday to himself.