open [★] and as the clouds roll by

[Keona.]

✯ — female. beta of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat. ref. bio.

For once, there was not a sign of mischief or deceit in the sightless sea-green eyes of the youngest Ó Faoláin.  No attempts to sneak out this morning.  Not technically, anyhow, for the tiny beta was rather certain the beach was not off-limits and she had gotten her hands on a rather - perhaps comically - small basket.  She still struggled with it, but determination was a powerful tool.  Keona had grown more and more surefooted over time, stumbling and pausing less and less in the most familiar portions of the Typhoon's land, though she had yet to truly explore, let alone familiarize with, the jungle.

When her basket was set down, the rusty spotted kitten ventured closer to water, using her ears to navigate the shore.  The sun was warming her back, and she did not fail to place a paw briefly in the water before skidding away from the tide.  She had no intentions to be washed away.  Humming an old sailor's tune beneath her breath, she began her search, pressing her paws carefully into the sand, testing and feeling.

Keona remained alert for crabs, just in case, but the goal was seashells.  Whenever she discovered one she was satisfied with, she pushed it away from the sand, and gently maneuvered it across the beach into her waiting basket. Truthfully, she was not entirely sure what she was going to do with the shells.  For sure, she would give some to her father, and her uncle, as presents... Perhaps she could give the rest to the crew.  Maybe she could find someone who wanted to turn them into necklaces.  She knew she wanted to keep a few however.  Keona did not need working eyes to appreciate a shell; she was fascinated by the different textures, by the cracks in some, by the ridges in others.

All in all, it was, most likely, a better way to occupy herself than sneaking into the jungle again.

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