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[Keona.]

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Unknown to the movement of keys.  Unseeing in... Everything and nothing all at once.  Pale hues of a green sea danced and flickered, drawn to the quiet sound of movement.  Even the quietest tremor caught her ears.  Gently creasing brows as small paws followed the sound.

"Aloha." Soft not shy.  Like a feather, a spotted tail flicks, the tip lightly curling.  New smell, unnamed soul.  Only curiosity flashes in cloudy eyes, head falling to the side just slightly.  There lingered in the depths of the young soul a wariness since unfortunes of moons before, never certain if the ones beside the gate meant ill or not.

No malice in the air here, only for the clash of waves nearby.  The constant beat of the ocean.  Yet still apprehensive restlessness shook her.  "Who are you?"

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