I DESERVE THE BEST // The Pitt raid

[Keona.]

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

None of that sounded good to her.  The tiny feline had been, for umpteenth time this week, been practicing her climbing skills.  Turned out adrenaline was a surefire way to scale a tree.  The petite fae had heard the approaching strangers, realized they weren't just visitors and smelled... Strange, and bolted the first direction she could.  Up.  Now, she was in a situation she'd found herself not too long ago.  Stuck in a tree.  Listening to the start of a fight.

Keona did not like it one bit.  Her ears perked, then flicked back at the sound of the raptor, then of Raziel.  Their crewmates ought to be aware of an attack going on now.  She frowned, tiny, razor claws digging into the bark of her perch, wondering if there was anything she could do.  Everyone down there was probably bigger than her.  Bigger.  Meaner.  She'd just get in the way.  Or just get squished maybe.  Iontach.  She'd just stay up her tree.  She was small and blended in well.  It was safe as anywhere at the moment, especially since her little legs could only run so fast.

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