BETTER ON THE OUTSIDE ☆ vampirism mutation

[Keona.]

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

The physical signs and symptoms of vampirism were only known to the Dealer in the same sense she knew what stars were.  With her pale hues, Keona could never point them out to someone.  The petite fae did know when someone was having a rough time though.  Could hear it in their walk.  Their breath.  Their voice.

She'd been listening to the water.  The push.  The pull.  The rush roared in her ears sometimes; a memory.  Still.  She didn't pull away from the shoreline.  She did find her attention shifting, following stumbling paws and shocked murmurs.  Ears flicking back, Keona rose to her paws and broke the short distance in-between, brows creased.

It was always Michael, wasn't it?  Hopefully it wasn't more fleas.  "Michael?" Her usually soft voice lifted with concern.  "Are you okay?"

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