12-02-2020, 12:34 PM
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Ears pinned to his head, the usual bounciness of the child wasn't there as he came forward, slinking his way through the crowd of slowly gathering crewmates before coming to a stop beside his mother. Confusion clear on his face and in his body language, Torsten would attempt to climb in between her feet and settle himself there, hoping for the comfort of the other before ears pricked, watching the surrounding area, and waiting for her to speak.
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[div style="max-width: 500px; font-family: times new roman;font-size:13px;text-align:justify;line-height:16px;text-indent:30px;"]Torsten hadn't been at the border when Keona had arrived back home without his cousin, but he had felt the change in the air, hear the whispers from crewmates and the concern in their voices whenever it went a while without her home. Torsten had noticed her missing as well, though had simply thought it was her own choice, and that nothing was wrong. And then Roxanne spoke to call the attention of all the Typhooners, spoke so they would come to the beach. That's when he knew something was wrong.Ears pinned to his head, the usual bounciness of the child wasn't there as he came forward, slinking his way through the crowd of slowly gathering crewmates before coming to a stop beside his mother. Confusion clear on his face and in his body language, Torsten would attempt to climb in between her feet and settle himself there, hoping for the comfort of the other before ears pricked, watching the surrounding area, and waiting for her to speak.