Sea Lion Shores of the waves are skimming

kjalarr could not imagine what it was like being told that he had to get married; but then again he surmirses that his childhood culture — despite how scattered it'd been — was vastly different from her own. at the very least, he can understand the desire to explore. he'd been cursed with wandering paws in his youth. into his late adulthood, even.

it was only recently that he felt the pull to truly settle down; and he suspects it is only because his age is beginning to hinder him, loathe as he was to admit it.

so far, we are a small clan. there are no set religions or expectations. you contribute what you can: with little to limit where you can fall in the ranks. i like to think it's largely self driven. his days of being a dictator were long over; no longer feeling the desire to be pressuring to others.