STAY ALIVE / joining

[Keona.]

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The tiny fae found herself well-packed well into the first few hours following the call to prepare.  Very little items to worry about.  Her stuffed parrot and polar bear, and the stack of braille books her uncle had gotten her for Christmas.  To be truthful, the young kitten seemed rather unfazed by the volcanic activity, the anxiety not quite settling in.  As such, until the actual evacuation call was sounded, Keona intended to continue on her days as normal as possible.

Pale sea-green hues danced, following the sounds of voices as attentive ears perked.  A long, spotted tail flicked behind her as small pawsteps brought the little striker forward, inhaling a new scent.  Kassandra.  She followed the sound of the fem's voice, tilting her head upwards.  "Aloha." What language is she speaking?  "'m Keona and this is the Typhoon."

"Your welcome to join," the child added with a blink, ear twitching.  Though it's a strange time to.

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