you can threaten me with a good time [re-intro]

[Keona.]

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

Without thought her head falls to the side, eyes blinking.  Morse.  Her tiny paws felt familiar over the gentle engravings of braille, yet she knew nothing of morse code.  Rosemary stood as the first to mention the prospect.  Absently, a paw traced random patterns into the sand, the tip of her tail flicking to and fro.  "I don' know it," a thoughtful admittance.

"I know braille though," she added, brows creasing.  "I thin' I could learn it easy." Especially if the ocelot gave a time as short as two weeks.  Given how quickly she picked up on braille, Keona decided the idea worth pursing.  A new method of communication in cases with those who could not speak to her directly.  Or for moments requiring quiet speech.

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