Hit you with some sense . Water first aid

[Keona.]

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Though pale and sightless, Keona's eyes gleamed the color of a green sea.  Ever swirling like the waves that crashed against the sandy shoreline, they marked her not just a child of her family line but of the ocean.  Strange that one who could not see mind find comfort in the waves, but she had been born aboard a boat.  In those days -- it had been many moons indeed when thought turned to it, though she still seemed rather young -- her father had been captain of his own crew of misfits.  There, surrounded by a crew-family, she only knew the constant rocking of the boat.

Stepping onto sand for the first time had shook the child up considerably.  Her father might have well tossed her into a whirlpool.  Now, the sand and grass and rocks were more familiar than the wooden planks beneath her tiny paws.  A gain or loss?  Hard to say, but on land, Keona could hear sharp and keenly.  She could trust her sense of smell and touch too.  On a boat, everything moved.  Under the water... Everything was distorted.

Frightened of the possibility of losing all sense of direction, she stayed above.

Nonetheless, her ears perked up curiously at the mention of water first aid.  Her nose twitched absently as she followed the sound of her crewmates' voices, brow creasing gently in thought.  The fae offered no voice, only a short nod towards Madosa.  She would listen.  But hopefully they did not have to go into the water.

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