UP THEN IT'S STUCK ☆ typhoon capture

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Angel had caught on fairly quickly that he had a lot of half-siblings. More than one person should, but that was his mother's business and not his. However, despite all his public claims and some private that he disliked his mother and wished her nothing but ill-will, to even imagine that in the mess there was one child that Aphra would actually lay claim to in front of others, that left a bad taste in his mouth that he had no explanation for. Jealousy? It couldn't be...right? He hated Aphra and Aphra seemed to hate him, so what was the deal?

"Mother?" Angelembrace asked rhetorically, looking between Aphra and Vayne without hiding his disdain for the Typhoon girl. A strong exhale left his nostrils, tip of his spotted tail twitching violently. She didn't seem to possess any traits that Angel found notable or worthy of his interest, she seemed plain to him. "Can't she speak? My other siblings talk just fine." Did he actually care to hear her? No, not particularly, he was too engrossed in his strange and vehement disgust. Really, what was going on there? The jagaur cub forced his attention onto Arvid, or maybe even Byriath. Anyone else. "Do you think the captain's going to look for her? Or will they all just sit around and cry?"