when somebody loved me [★] tofu the turtle

[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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Roan knew of Tofu the turtle, at least in a way. He didn't assign any real significance to the silent watcher, but it would've been pretty difficult to miss such a massive statue. Even worn down by the weather, it was still an impressive sight to many, although the medic didn't see much reason to dwell on it. After all, it was a landmark, just like the many others that dotted the territory of The Typhoon. He rarely went out of his way to see any of them, preferring his usual rounds between the temple, the jungle, and the tavern. It was rare for him to divert from this cycle, unless someone was hurt. This time would prove to be an exception, but not because he had suddenly become overwhelmed with love for Tofu. Rather, he was just looking for some herbs that preferred to grow closer to the water. Barracuda Bay was the perfect place to start looking, so Roan had slung his satchel around his waste, before heading off towards the bay itself. When he arrived, though, he was surprised to see both Keona and Harland there.

He was hesitant to head over, not sure he was really in the mood for social interaction at the moment, but eventually he found his paws leading him over. It only seemed right, considering he and Keona could be so busy all the time. Best to take advantage of the chances he got to speak with his half-sister. So, once the siamese drew close, he found himself greeting half-heartedly, "Hey Keona, hello Harland." He gave a nod to both of them, even if he knew full well that the dealer wouldn't be able to see it. He was sure that she got the gist anyways. With greetings out of the way, he then allowed his gaze to drift up, towards Tofu. A soft cluck of the tongue left him after a moment, his tone dissatisfied as he continued, "This thing is starting to fall apart, isn't it?" He knew it would still be quite a while before Tofu was properly worn down to nothingness. Still... Tofu wasn't exactly a pretty sight at the moment, all softened edges and covered in sand. With a soft grunt leaving him, Roan found himself taking to the sky, eventually landing on the statue's back.

With a soft huff leaving his muzzle, Roan reached out with one of his wings to brush the sand from Tofu's top, his tail twitching behind him. As he cleaned Tofu off, he questioned his sister curiously, "So Keona... what are you doing out here? Enjoying the view?" It was clear from his tone that he was lightly joking with her, which was quite the surprise coming from the medic. Usually his voice was monotone or sharp, used for medical orders or getting straight to business. This time, it was soft and familial, with a faint edge of amusement. He didn't even mind Harland being around to hear it, considering he knew that the other wouldn't say anything. Har had never seemed like the type to stir the pot too much, especially since he seemed to have his own things that he was dealing with.[/td][/tr][/table]