BOTH FACE AND MIND ☆ joining

[Keona.]

[align=center]— if I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground —

So the bell tolls.  The petite privateer felt her ears perk at the sound.  Ever-so sharp and loud to her, yet useful.  The ring led the tiny feline towards the railroad tracks, where she found herself halting nearby Idyllfields and Goldenluxury.  The scent of a strange cat reached her, yet little sound.

Despite the lack of noise, the captain seemed on-top of the matter.  Keona's brows creased briefly in confusion until she recalled a memory of Suvi.  Prior to her connection to a Tanglewood medic, Kiira, her cousin lacked speech.  Capable of sound, yes, for Keona knew her to whine or make small noises, but she never spoke.  Now it seemed she could, though soft and sounding of a speech impediment.

Whatever the personal case, the fae realized the stranger must also not speak.  He must've communicated his message somehow though.  "… Aloha." Keona felt suddenly out of her element entirely, the fur on the back of her neck pricking.  She'd try nonetheless, even attempting to raise her head to a height proper to 'look' at the newcomer.  Guesswork unfortunately.  "Welcome to the Typhoon.  'm Keona."

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