broken bones lesson — move keep walkin'

[Keona.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 11px;"][align=center]— blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly —

The tiny fae remembers with a wince how broken bones felt.  Specifically, broken ribs.  As such, she shuffles her paws, ears flicking.  Lightly, her tongue presses against the roof of her mouth, words in mind.  Wary, silence is maintained.  More classifications than she thought originally.  Her head swivels lightly, following her friend's voice, pale hues blinking.  Makes sense.

"… A fracture is an... Incomplete break.  The bone isn't broken entirely." A little more certainty, though the striker truly felt doubtful.  Still, hope gleamed within, that she had gotten something right.

✯ — keona sibéal ó faoláin. female. striker of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat.  ref. bio.