There's gold to be taken, we'll bathe in it when we mutiny!

His siblings were the ones that dragged him here, so their absence was jarring to the boy. He approached the meeting and not a single one was in sight. His white marked brows pinched, but wandered into the gathering none the less, fighting down the anxious grip around his throat as he settled himself on the edges. Sure, he'd fallen right in with the Raider kids, but that didn't mean he didn't love his siblings, where the fuck were they? Had they taken off without him again?

He would ask his grandma once all this was done, but for now, he settled himself awkwardly on the edges of the gathering, waiting to see what his aunt had to say.

"speech"