sand art — ship to shore

[roan ;]

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｢ NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED ｣

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BIOGRAPHY —–—

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TOYHOUSE —–-—

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SOOTHSAYER –-—

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TYPHOON —–-—

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Kian. Despite the other's status as his uncle, Roan actually didn't know all that much about the other male. He respected him, and considered him to be family, but there was a bit of a disconnected between the medic and his father's side of the family. Not an intentional one, though. Séamus had just... never really been around, due to his work, so Roan had never learned much about that particular side, outside of Keona. His half-sister filled in a few of the blanks, but... well, there was a big difference between hearing about someone from somebody else, and actually getting to meet them. Regardless, the soothsayer had never exactly held negative feelings about his father's side of the family. In fact, if he had been a little less guarded, he might've wanted to learn a lot more about them. Nowadays though... doing so would just be inviting more pain into his life.

The male had actually been flying overhead when he noticed Kian's art in the sand, halting himself temporarily to look down at it. He considered just appreciating it and moving on, but... he didn't get to see Kian much these days, considering the other's ties to The Pitt. So, he might as well take what time he could get. Thinking of this, Roan slowly flew downwards, landing a bit away from Salem before he shook out his cream pelt. Inspecting the art up close, the draconic feline soon found himself muttering, tail flicking behind him, "...That's pretty good, Kian. Never realized that you were quite so creative." Roan had never been all that much of an artist, unless he was painting alongside Goldie in order to make her happy. Upon hearing Salem's question, the medic paused temporarily before adding on, "I trust that The Pitt is doing alright? Aine and Gael...?" It had been a while since he had seen either of them, considering he hadn't attended the last monthly meeting.[/td][/tr][/table]