05-01-2018, 07:14 PM
Keona had practically begged to come along, prodding at both her father, [member=267]Kian.[/member] and her newfound uncle, Seamus. She wanted to go beyond the Typhoon's territory and she knew that her father especially would never allow it on normal circumstances, but this was an event between two groups, so that made it okay.
She had never been underground before, and the concept was strange. She had spent all her early life either on the deck of a ship, or in the Typhoon's jungle and beach. All that ground, dirt and rock above their heads... Strange, but she was not overly concerned. Her sightless sea-green eyes gleamed luminously in the dimmer surroundings, unfocused straight forward. The petite beta kept her ears perked, and remained firmly on the ground, determined to navigate on her own, although all the new scents were rather confusing; too many new people and new drinks and foods. Not to mention sound; music and new voices all washing over her ears.
Keona bites her lip, but makes a show of looking somewhat confident. Truth be told, she was quite the introvert and did not particularly yearn for immediate social interaction, but she was rather friendly as well, and the result was most often simple confusion. She shifted paws. She did not want her father to be forced to linger at her side all night when he could otherwise participate in the social activities, besides, she did not appreciate the helicopter parenting anyway.
Her ears pick up another of smaller size, though he was taller than her - most cats were, after all. Sounded like someone around her age, so she migrated towards the sound, determined to show her father she was interested in doing her own thing tonight. Once she reached [member=569]harrison.[/member], she inclined her head towards Jacob. Keona did not know the word platonic either, however she did know what romantic was. Or she thought she did... "Platonic is... Not... Ro-man-tic? 'an romantic is... Love, like... Love-love... Not family love." Despite her lack of certainty, she put some strength into her tone; she would, at the very least, sound like she had an idea of some sort.
She had never been underground before, and the concept was strange. She had spent all her early life either on the deck of a ship, or in the Typhoon's jungle and beach. All that ground, dirt and rock above their heads... Strange, but she was not overly concerned. Her sightless sea-green eyes gleamed luminously in the dimmer surroundings, unfocused straight forward. The petite beta kept her ears perked, and remained firmly on the ground, determined to navigate on her own, although all the new scents were rather confusing; too many new people and new drinks and foods. Not to mention sound; music and new voices all washing over her ears.
Keona bites her lip, but makes a show of looking somewhat confident. Truth be told, she was quite the introvert and did not particularly yearn for immediate social interaction, but she was rather friendly as well, and the result was most often simple confusion. She shifted paws. She did not want her father to be forced to linger at her side all night when he could otherwise participate in the social activities, besides, she did not appreciate the helicopter parenting anyway.
Her ears pick up another of smaller size, though he was taller than her - most cats were, after all. Sounded like someone around her age, so she migrated towards the sound, determined to show her father she was interested in doing her own thing tonight. Once she reached [member=569]harrison.[/member], she inclined her head towards Jacob. Keona did not know the word platonic either, however she did know what romantic was. Or she thought she did... "Platonic is... Not... Ro-man-tic? 'an romantic is... Love, like... Love-love... Not family love." Despite her lack of certainty, she put some strength into her tone; she would, at the very least, sound like she had an idea of some sort.
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