THE FUTURE / meeting

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin

The petite wildcat trotted in quietly, ears flicking in attention as she found a empty spot to sit.  Patiently, she rested her tail neatly over her paws, inclining her head towards the direction of the throne, pale hues ready to flicker towards the sound of Goldie's voice.

She hummed softly in acknowledgement as Natyli bounded to a place nearby, the little jaguar moving with much more fervor than her.

November was an interesting month, the dealer mused.  She imagined they had a great deal to do, though the relative quiet in the lands felt like a nice change of pace.  If not a little odd.

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