10-03-2018, 08:56 PM
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Mental. No. It was a power, she supposed wearily. Every member of her family it seemed, had a multitude of abilities. Others outside her blood exhibited plenty as well. It was a mental attack that had brought her into this mess. She had not been able to combat an attack on her own mind. The kitten dug her paws into the sand, kneading softly. She missed the soft sand of the bay. Moist as the tides pulled in. Missed the sound of the water embracing the shore. Her ears flicked back, eyes flickering down. "I don' have that,"she murmured. "No powers." That she knew of.
Passively, subconsciously, there was something there. It was hard to decipher normal from abnormal when it had been there since before she had even taken her first steps. Her family had passed down many abilities. Dormant as they were. Subconscious as they were. Keona remained certain however, that patience was not enough to draw anything out and she was not like her father nor uncles. Maybe she lacked the power because she had never seen how it was done. Maybe she was just the odd one out.
If Caesar could rediscover a power however... Spontaneously, maybe she'd find it in her somewhere, randomly, to do something her family could do. Maybe. Hope was a fickle thing. She'd been hoping her father would've caught up by now and taken her away from here. It was not... Smart, she knows, to rush in recklessly and perhaps that was why he'd yet to appear.
Instead, her uncle, no doubt in another shape, was here. Actually here. The minnow recalls hearing his accented voice nearby during the day once. A trick, she had thought warily. Mental games. Keona did not like admitting she was afraid - she was supposed to be tough, a real pirate in the making - yet it was a matter of fact, she was frightened someone would mess with her head again. Valkyr especially, she was wary of. He'd caught her that way afterall.
She trusted her uncle. Him she did not mind, forging this connection to her mind. He had no ill intent. He was family. He'd come for her, she was sure. A spy in the ranks, to sneak her out, or just keep her safe maybe, until the cavalry arrived. The man with the plan. Keona bounced on her paws. "Will you come ev'ry night?" Until they were safe to together again. Home.
The child was sick of being alone. Junji was here of course, another captured crewmate. There were other prisoners. Valkyr was not cruel to her, though she still distrusted him. Yet these were not her people. She wanted her da, both of her uncles, and she wanted to meet her cousin, the little direwolf. She wanted the trees and the salt breeze and the gentle waves chasing her on the beach.
"A'ole," no one had touched her really, though she was still frightful of everyone around her. All these strangers. "... I want to go home, uncail."
Passively, subconsciously, there was something there. It was hard to decipher normal from abnormal when it had been there since before she had even taken her first steps. Her family had passed down many abilities. Dormant as they were. Subconscious as they were. Keona remained certain however, that patience was not enough to draw anything out and she was not like her father nor uncles. Maybe she lacked the power because she had never seen how it was done. Maybe she was just the odd one out.
If Caesar could rediscover a power however... Spontaneously, maybe she'd find it in her somewhere, randomly, to do something her family could do. Maybe. Hope was a fickle thing. She'd been hoping her father would've caught up by now and taken her away from here. It was not... Smart, she knows, to rush in recklessly and perhaps that was why he'd yet to appear.
Instead, her uncle, no doubt in another shape, was here. Actually here. The minnow recalls hearing his accented voice nearby during the day once. A trick, she had thought warily. Mental games. Keona did not like admitting she was afraid - she was supposed to be tough, a real pirate in the making - yet it was a matter of fact, she was frightened someone would mess with her head again. Valkyr especially, she was wary of. He'd caught her that way afterall.
She trusted her uncle. Him she did not mind, forging this connection to her mind. He had no ill intent. He was family. He'd come for her, she was sure. A spy in the ranks, to sneak her out, or just keep her safe maybe, until the cavalry arrived. The man with the plan. Keona bounced on her paws. "Will you come ev'ry night?" Until they were safe to together again. Home.
The child was sick of being alone. Junji was here of course, another captured crewmate. There were other prisoners. Valkyr was not cruel to her, though she still distrusted him. Yet these were not her people. She wanted her da, both of her uncles, and she wanted to meet her cousin, the little direwolf. She wanted the trees and the salt breeze and the gentle waves chasing her on the beach.
"A'ole," no one had touched her really, though she was still frightful of everyone around her. All these strangers. "... I want to go home, uncail."
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