03-28-2019, 09:51 PM
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Stranger's scent in the air. Stark against the salt and water. Small paws crept through the undergrowth of the jungle, cloudy sea-green hues dancing in the shadows. Caution. Most stopped at the gates. The exception belonged to those like herself, arriving by sea on the shores of Barracuda Bay. The ocean clung to this one too, as if they'd been over the waters."Hey," the privateer called, sharp with mixed accent, brows creased. Keona made her approach slow, a long tail twitching behind her. This stranger certainly cared none for borders or warnings. "Can I help you?" The tiny feline tilted her head upwards, nose and ears urging towards the proper height.