the bright side of the sun ;; joining

[Keona.]

✯ — female. betta of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat.  ref. bio.

The betta's maw turned downward slightly into a small frown, brows creasing.  After a moment, she seemed to tilt her head, hoping her eyes were more or less level with the other kitten's.  She assumed 'third person' meant the way they were talking, but to be honest, Keona had never heard anyone speak like that, nor heard the phrase.  It was all guesswork for her.  It didn't matter either, not really; as long as they understood each other, it didn't matter how one talked, right?

At Crona's inquiries, she began to smile a little, a tad perplexed, but not too bothered that they didn't know what Aloha was.  Food?  "No, not food." Of course, Keona was still learning too; what if there was a food called Aloha?  It certainly sounded interesting.  "Means hi.  Or bye," and... Something else... Once more, she furrowed her brow.  "Oh, or love! Also means love you... But I was saying hi." Hopefully that was not too confusing.  Personally, Keona loved the word Aloha; it just sounded happy. Unlike Caesar, she noted.

Still smiling, the betta murmured, "oh, my name's Keona." It was not, afterall, fair to know someone's name and they not know yours, at least, she was fairly sure that was true.  It was what she was taught at least.  "Are you staying here?" The feline, who often - somewhat without thinking - avoided other children, hoped they were.  The way they talked was interesting, and it was no fun being on one's own.

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