brush fingers with your creator // joiner + injured

[Keona.]

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

Keona felt the eyes on her, ears perked to follow the directions of everyone's voices.  A steady reply for Goldie's inquiry forming on her tongue before Rosemary arrived on scene, the smell of herbs in wake.  The faerie felt her tail twitch, impassive.  She did know juniper, at least.  Only thanks to Kian and Raziel.  Burnet, felt unfamiliar.

She was glad Rosemary carried field supplies on her.  The tiny feline felt unequipped for injured joiners but she could hardly help her disinterest in the medical field.  Many leaves were larger than her.  Oh well.  Keona blinked and moved to give Rosemary more room with the stranger, listening to her directions as well and storing the scent of the specific herbs to memory.  It could be useful later.

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