a small colony of apples - invitation

[Keona.]

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If I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground

Another party.  The first since the new year.  The tiny Priv- no, Dealer now, flicked her ears as she arrived on the scene.  Her pale, sea-green hues followed the vibrant, stuttering voice dutifully.  Since the Typhoon and Tanglewood were allies, she quickly decided an affirmation may be in order.  Her tail flicked behind her and she waited quietly as Roan finished speaking, his plea no doubt directed to Roxanne specifically.  The petite feline could not remember ever bubbling with such excitement for a party.

Perhaps she was too introverted.

Keona squared her shoulders and nodded towards Feza's direction.  "Aloha," she offered in her quiet voice.  "'m Keona, the Dealer 'ere.  We appreciate the gifts an' invite.  There's no reason for us not to attend, so the Typhoon will be there." Polite to a tee, but the petite fae simply lacked the same vibrant excitement for large social events.  Feza still deserved a thank you though.  Putting together parties... It couldn't be easy work, even if it was someone's obvious passion. "Mahalo nui loa."

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