i wanna be a pirate! // o, unexpected visitor

[Alexandre]

— alexandre f.m.r

The screech of a wildling echoed throughout the Typhoon's territory, signaling one's arrival. Whoever it may be, they were young. Not only this, but their confident scream, followed by the shuffling of feet and unfamiliar, indicated a stranger laid on their beaches. Alexandre's sensitive senses could only determine such. Even so, the vampiric feline was not concerned whatsoever. Children were naive. One was bound to come onto the railroad tracks and proclaim their alliance with The Typhoon sooner or later, especially in such a fascinating spectacle.

That said, paw steps approached with caution and followed as Wanderer approached them first. An orange gaze traced Lucinder's young stature and the accessories that donned it, letting out an impressed snort in succession. His short vocalization only turned into a laugh once Wanderer repeated the child's generalized pirate accent, causing Alexandre to double over with a smirk. "I sea what you did there," he complimented his groupmate.

Business was business though. The Roux lightly stepped past Wanderer and stared down at the cub, internally wondering why they crossed into dangerous territory to play pirate dress-up. "Better fess up why you're here or else you're going to be walking the plank," Alexandre remarked. He wasn't serious though. He didn't have the heart to shove a kid off The Anchored Tempest's deck currently.