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[Keona.]

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

The treehouses, given their... Climbing requirements, were not the most common place to spot the tiny fae.  Unless, of course, she had recently paid her uncle, Raziel, a visit.  He was a good supply of braille books and she did her best to visit fairly regularly.  Especially since he had fished her and Salem out of the ocean.

This time, he hadn't been home.  She had a feeling he may be off to check on his daughter though, and decided she'd come back to check on him later.  With a quiet hum, the Dealer turned and began retracing her steps, passing beneath the other houses when she felt the familiar sensation of being watched.  Breathing in softly through her nose, she blinked, recognizing the fresh scent in the air as her half-brother.

This wasn't Roxanne's treehouse.  Curious.  Keona rose her head upwards, pale hues flickering with thought.  "Roan?"  Though she seemed hardly to have grown over the years, she had lived on her own for quite a bit of time.  She had always been independent.  It had just made sense to her.  She knew it ought to make sense to see Roan moving out, but it... Felt strange to consider.

Should she be... Proud?  Maybe.  Being an older sister still bemused her at times.  Especially when she had a feeling she didn't look like the older one.  "Are you movin' 'ere?" Her tail flicked.  "Need any help?" He had helped her move into the sky parlor after all.

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