08-02-2018, 11:47 AM
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⚓ IKAIA | current track ♪ | current shape: oncilla | engaging. . . | ![[Image: zgR219p.png]](https://i.imgur.com/zgR219p.png)
The child had to crane his neck as the other approached, bouncing happily on his paws to have his call answered, seeming rather unbothered by any question of 'where' and 'why'. He was just happy someone was here. "Ikaia," the boy chirped before jutting a paw in the direction of his little boat. "I came on that." He puffed out his chest a little, eyes dancing. "Are you pirates? Can I be a pirate too?"
Anything was better than nothing, really. Ikaia hoped that by obviously being capable of some actual sea-travel, he'd make a good pirate. If that was not enough, he supposed he could always show off his ability to change into something more pirate like; maybe a parrot.
His head swerved as others arrived, someone his age - he had never met another child before - and someone much, much larger. More and similar questions. It was the other child's that made him pause. For a brief second, his fidgeting ceased altogether. "I dunno," he admitted, shoulders rolling back, ear flicking. "Disappeared? Don't remember much." Someone would have been there to wean him, but the way Ikaia aged, it was hard to say how long ago that was exactly; he does not think it was a very long time. If anything; he does recall a storm the night they disappeared, but that was it.
That said, the boy resumed his absent movements, raising his eyes to the largest pirate. "I got bored." Simple as that. All questions answered, Ikaia glanced around, hopeful. "Can I please stay here? I'll be a great pirate, promise."
[align=center]The child had to crane his neck as the other approached, bouncing happily on his paws to have his call answered, seeming rather unbothered by any question of 'where' and 'why'. He was just happy someone was here. "Ikaia," the boy chirped before jutting a paw in the direction of his little boat. "I came on that." He puffed out his chest a little, eyes dancing. "Are you pirates? Can I be a pirate too?"
Anything was better than nothing, really. Ikaia hoped that by obviously being capable of some actual sea-travel, he'd make a good pirate. If that was not enough, he supposed he could always show off his ability to change into something more pirate like; maybe a parrot.
His head swerved as others arrived, someone his age - he had never met another child before - and someone much, much larger. More and similar questions. It was the other child's that made him pause. For a brief second, his fidgeting ceased altogether. "I dunno," he admitted, shoulders rolling back, ear flicking. "Disappeared? Don't remember much." Someone would have been there to wean him, but the way Ikaia aged, it was hard to say how long ago that was exactly; he does not think it was a very long time. If anything; he does recall a storm the night they disappeared, but that was it.
That said, the boy resumed his absent movements, raising his eyes to the largest pirate. "I got bored." Simple as that. All questions answered, Ikaia glanced around, hopeful. "Can I please stay here? I'll be a great pirate, promise."
( you are the dawn of a new day that's waking, a masterpiece still in the making )