STANDING ON THE STARS ☆ room...?

[Keona.]

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

Since her beta ceremony, many and many moons ago, the petite feline resided on the shore, among the huts of the Blackjack Rats.  Her father, Kian, however, resided among the Grim Rays.  Given she made her first arrival to the world on-board a similarly large pirate ship, her tiny paws walked with ease across the wooden planks.

She had in mind to visit her father, if he was on-board... She had such an easier time tracking Seamus due to their bond than Kian... For she had in mind to ask his help in something.  Instead, she found herself flattening herself against the floor (a hardly difficult task for one as small as her) when the screeching of bats overtook her ears.  A soft hiss left her maw before they fully left, the sound of flapping wings still ringing in her sensitive ears.

Gee.  Down the hall she heard the distinct movements of another.  Someone else also briefly frightened by the bats.  Given their direction, she realized they likely came from down there.  Blinking, the privateer began padding over, soon recognizing Hushsound by scent.  "Aloha Hushsound," she murmured, tail flicking.  "Are you movin' in?"

A short pause.  Teeth catching the inside of her cheek.  "Ya don' have to say nothin'.  Maybe we should learn the tappin' language." A new mission for sure.  An important one.  Especially if it was as useful in other ways as Rosemary alluded to.  "… Ya know my da's a Grim Ray, 'e lives aroun' 'ere.  Maybe 'e can help ya move in."

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