IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE? ☆ palm glades visitor(s)

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
    but the clouds are clearing up
        and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
                                              like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

"Don' call 'em that. That's inappropriate. You should apologize for sayin' that." The tigress would scold the other, voice stern and a little weirded out but not angry. Where had the child even learned it was okay to say something like that? Of course, Goldie had no idea that Inferno's mother was Aphra, and she only had her singular interaction with Aphra at the gate in her memories anymore so she wouldn't be able to put it together by herself that perhaps it was the feline that may have said such a thing around the other. Regardless, she would need to learn quickly that it wasn't a word she could just throw around. Especially at such a young age. She shook her head lightly, attention turning back towards Rhinestone.

"Hello," she'd greet first with a polite nod. She liked the body that she'd chosen to travel in - the tigress was half tempted to ask if she could take some pop styled pictures with it. "How can we help?" the female may not necessarily be in charge of anything anymore, and hardly knows anything about political relations, but she did know that they were allies and it probably wasn't out of life for the tigress the offer assistance where she could. It was the best she could do right now in her state.

/mobile post mind any weirdness