to carry a blessing | house-hunting

[Keona.]

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

The tiny Dealer had migrated a few times in her years among the Typhoon.  A hut to the Tempest to the Tavern.  So long as she remained in her current position, she figured she wouldn't be moving again for a while.  She had been noticing others moving about though, ears perking as Paola and Devland's voices fluttered down the trees.

It seemed so recently her younger half-brother had moved into a treehouse too.  She hummed softly in thought before circling the sprawling roots and trunk.  Maybe she'd stay down on the ground.  Most of her tree-climbing endeavors ended badly.  "Aloha!" The petite fae raised her voice, curious as she caught the last snippets of conversation.

"Can't remember anyone livin' 'ere in a while, so I'd consider it open."

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