EVERYBODY GETS HIGH ☆ michael has fleas

[Keona.]

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

Fleas?  Keona felt her fur prick uncomfortably, ears twitching back in consideration.  Having never had them, she wasn't entirely sure... But there had to be something that got rid of them.  Michael had mentioned baths, simply for cleaning sake, but it made her brows crease.  Could he drown the fleas?  Baths did help didn't they?

The fae's tail lashed once to the side.  "Maybe there's an herb they don't like?"  But she was no medic.  "Either way, the best I can think of is to maybe take a bath.  Try 'an wash some of 'em out."

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