dazed and confused / open, class on toads, wt

[Keona.]

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

Keona nodded quietly, eyes bright.  So if the poison got into their system... Well, even if a frog or toad was nice enough to let her touch them when she found them out in the jungle, she'd rather just follow them than bother them like that.  It was more respectful to them, and a bit safer for her.  The kitten would keep it in mind though.

At Pincher's question, the Striker made a face.  Why'd he want to eat them?  Even without the poison, Keona preferred them as playmates than food; they were so silly after all.  Yet they were also oddly textured, and she was not sure why'd anyone would want them in their mouth, even if they weren't fatal.  Oh well.  Keona knew that everyone had different tastes, and maybe amphibians was one of them for some.

She bounced on her paws absently, trying to think up another question as others arrived and joined in.  Nothing was coming to her however, and she curled her tail around her paws and just listened.  As Junji began describing them, her mind turned a real blank.  At least she understood their basic shapes now, but the colors went over her head.  It sounded like they had a lot of them, though it made no difference to her.

Her ear flicked.  Keona shifted a little and titled her head back in Junji's direction, ignoring the discomfort constricting her chest.  She would never understand descriptions of color.  "Why're they angry?" Maybe they were tired of everyone, she supposed.  Keona certainly did not like having so much attention on herself at once; the poor amphibians probably did not either.

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