KING OF CARDS ☆ invitation

[Keona.]

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

Tiny paws swiftly carried the petite privateer.  Rounded ears perking in curiosity as she caught a new scent in the breeze.  Mixing in with Marina.  The fae halted beside her crewmate, tail flicking behind her.  Since Marina spoke, Keona stood back, content to wait and listen for an answer before offering her own voice.  She began to angle her head upwards, pale hues shifting in an attempt to 'look' at the stranger.

The stranger possessed a new scent to her.  It did not belong to the Elysites of the mountains, the Tanglers of the swamp or the Pittians of the desert.  But something told her he was no rouge or loner.  He carried something more akin to a group.  Strange.  She wondered where he came from then.

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