open --- don't fly away

[Keona.]

✯ — female. typhoon. ref. bio.

So distracted, Keona almost did not hear Papercutter's approach.  At his warning growl, she began to grow a little more fretful.  Now the desire to remain still amplified; she did not want to scare something that might sting or poison her.  She had, aside from receiving a pinch from a - rude, as she still liked to believe - defensive crab, avoided getting hurt by any of the Typhoon's strange new creatures.

As far as she could tell, the creature she was currently encountering only wanted to sit.  She did not feel a stinger anywhere.  There was probably... Six, she hopes, legs.  If it came from above, which she is fairly certain, that made it... Winged.  Winged with six legs.  Insect, right?  "Know?" Keona tentatively asks, moving her mouth very carefully.  Even if she did not feel it, it could have a stinger, couldn't it?

What if he didn't?  This was certainly a situation.  And she hadn't even left the camp yet.

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