OOC Talk
As Ayasha spoke of her siblings, J'adore agreed, 'Yes, when all this... mindless conflict is resolved, we should let them meet up, have a party of sorts'. He drifted off for a second, a party sounded like an excellent way to see off a back period in history. Back home there had been a storm, nothing too large, just large enough to take fishing from the boats and from the beach off of the menu. It lasted for a fortnight or so (J'adore couldn't really remember all too well, he had only been young then) before it subsided. They had celebrated with a large fishing festival. Competitions, eating, games, everything a person could dream of. He didn't sleep for the whole night, or at least maybe that's what he thought.
Ayasha seemed to struggle with the size of the staff, but after another attempt she managed to strike him lightly on the chest, ThoughJ'adore had thought about the larger staff size and in hindsight had laid a pair of staffs, to the side. Both were shorter, child size, since he had aspired to teach his children and the other young of the pack to staf fight when they were old enough. Turning he saw Iskander and Ferrari knocking them about, so with a abrupt whistle and a short glare, he made his way over and picked up the wooden duo and passed them to the snowy girl. 'Try these' he said with a smile.
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