SO HARD DONE BY + TANGLEWOOD LEADER

[Keona.]

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

No reading then.  The fae straightened with a blink of her eyes.  So this was Leroy.  Wasn't he...?  Well.  Keona certainly knew of others who came back from the dead; Goldenluxury among them.  The oddity certainly faded after some point for everyone.  The Privateer simply found herself behind on that account.  The title of General, however, catches her attention more.  Ah.  A change of leadership.

Her ear flicked as Hushsound began to speak.  Indeed.  The idea of Goldie in the desert certainly felt strange, but she'd be back once they had a more suited Ardent than Jervis.  "That's true.  She set myself an' Idyllfields to oversee things 'ere while she's gone." Though she hardly saw herself as much of a leader.  "If it's somethin' you don' mind tellin' to me, I can send a message through my father.  He's still among the Pitt an' could relay it."

"Otherwise, I could send ya a message when she is back.  My cousin is one of your medics an' her bird might be able to help with that."

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