ask me anything — COMEBACK

[Keona.]

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

Ask me anything.  Familiar game.  The tiny privateer had hosted such a session once before.  Many moons ago.  Had it been earlier this year, or the last?  Keona flicked her tail.  Brows creased, she followed the sound of her father's voice.  Tofu the Turtle, of course.  A good spot to host little gatherings, and she had.  Not recently though.  Without just cause to, Keona lingered by herself simply out of her solitary nature.

As she sat up right beside her father, Keona realized she possessed few to no immediate questions.  He was her da afterall.  What didn't she know that she was curious about?  For a moment, she shuffled her paws in the sand, entirely bemused.  "..."

"How long were you a captain, da?" Might as well.  He'd given up that rank when they joined the Typhoon.  The memories of their old crew still lingered.  More so whenever she walked across the Tempest.  But she was extremely young when they left to live on the shores of the Typhoon.  Too young to recall every detail.  Nor had she, she is fairly certain, ever asked about the length of his career.  That'd have to do for her question for now.

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