☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─ i should love myself / open, sugar gliders

[Keona.]

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

"… Squirrels can fly?" That was a revelation.  The tiny feline popped up behind her other crewmates, pale sea-green hues staring blankly ahead, flickering in confusion.  Her ears flicked to and fro as she listened, surprised to find the chattering sounded like it came from something small.  Really small.  Like... She was actually a bit bigger than them small (though not by a whole terribly lot).  When she was a fully grown feline, Keona would still be... Extremely small.

She did not mind - it did make her a little self-conscious sometimes - but it made it all the more intriguing when something smaller came around.  "Aloha.  Keona is ainm dom," the little fae murmured, indifferent to the slight strangeness of her soft, lilted voice.  Hints of her deceased mother's Hawaiian accent often clashed with her father and uncle's musical irish.  She spoke both.  She liked both.  Quite a lot really, especially since she was rather proud of her improvement in Gaelic.

"Do they really fly?" Flight was another revolutionary concept.  Keona was rather frightened of heights.  She could not see how far down something was, only the instability or lack of ground beneath her paws and it terrified her.  More so than she'd like to admit openly.  Flight was something the birds did.  It was... Strange.  It meant their feet were entirely off the ground and they were not falling.

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