CAMPFIRE SONG SONG / CAMPING/ROADTRIP AU

[Keona.]

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

Camping.  A long time tradition of the Faoláin family.  It was no surprise when the Rouxes invited everyone on their trip, practically everyone related to her chorused an excited yes.  In her nineteen years of living, almost every year included two or more camping trips.  As Raziel pulled their family van, a new homey sprinter, into the gas station, Keona gently nudged her guide dog, Fala.  With an excitement for breathing in some fresh air, the small woman stepped out of the parked van.

She insisted Salem ride with them, since she enjoyed his company.  Mostly to badger him about recent books he had read.  As an added bonus, a friend's presence often kept Kian and Seamus from starting any fights.  The two in question were no doubt headed inside the gas station to stock up on snacks and drinks, while Keona allowed Fala to lead her to some open grass.

"Hey Salem, mind gettin' me some M&Ms?" She inquired sheepishly, tilting her head in her friend's direction.  Intensely independent as she may be, Keona did not enjoy having to ask workers to guide her to the specific treats she wanted, since bags almost never possessed braille markings.  She would rather stay outside with Fala.  "I can pay for it - here." She offered him her card with a smile.

Nearby, she could hear Octavio, speaking to Roxie.  The mother of her half-brother.  Still an awkward... Feeling for the young adult.  Since Keona had never had the chance to know her own mother.  She was glad that their families kept in good contact and even considered each other friends.  It made outings like this nice.

The husky at her side let out a low woof, when she noticed Kal and DD, but Keona could feel her tail wagging, as it smacked her on the legs a few times.

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