03-09-2021, 09:06 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I'LL RUN IN CIRCLES 'TILL I CRASH ! — [abbr=DRAYDEN CIPHER, GLADIATOR [sHP], PALM GLADES, 8 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Oh, it was Irish. Or... Gaelic, as Séamus and Winterhymns called it. "Is there a difference between Irish and Gaelic?" Drayden asked, curious now. "Dia dhuit." The snow leopard echoed, trying to say the strange words and his tongue becoming rather... twisted. Metaphorically speaking, of course. The boy's nose wrinkled at his pronunciation, not entirely satisfied with how it sounded. Maybe he could try it more often to become more familar with it.
At Séamus's question, though, Drayden looked over at Winter as he replied, "The Typhoon are our neighbors." He knew they were allies and that they weren't that far from the Glades's territory, considering Drayden ended up stumbling here himself from there.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
At Séamus's question, though, Drayden looked over at Winter as he replied, "The Typhoon are our neighbors." He knew they were allies and that they weren't that far from the Glades's territory, considering Drayden ended up stumbling here himself from there.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]