DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT — MASS MEET & GREET

[Keona.]

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

The kitten happily found a spot to sit directly on top of her father's paws, ears flicking back sheepishly as he mentioned her.  Her sightless sea-green hues danced with embarrassed amusement.  She didn't like being a bother, but being a handful was fine, especially since she knew he meant well by it.  Carefully, the Striker memorized every name with their corresponding voice, though the only new one was Rochelle.

She shifted and bounced back and forth on her paws for a second, before deciding to take the silent pause after Rochelle as her own.  "A-Aloha.  'm Keona... 'an I'm a Striker." Though it wouldn't make much a difference, the petite rusty spotted kitten stood up on her father's paws, wearing a shy smile.

"I came from... My da's crew but I've lived 'ere longer." Not that she had grown much since then though.  Her nose twitched as she thought.  "'m an Aquar...Aquarius?" That sounded right, though the word fought her tongue.  "I... Love music! I'd like to play... An instrument but I dunno which one... 'an I like the ocean... 'an my stuffed bird Manu but I lost him in the storm. 'an... I'd like to do something awesome when I'm bigger." Or whenever really.  Keona hummed softly and plopped back down, ignoring the way her heart was racing in her tiny ribcage.  Hopefully attention was quickly moving elsewhere, she was finished with spotlight for the day.

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