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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
Quiet natured. Independent. The tiny dealer preferred to keep her thoughts to herself. But she didn't mind having a crew. Family. Friends. It was important. But she still kept to herself often... Leaving her ears twitching in confusion at a voice distinctly talking to... Themself.
Seas. Well, sometimes an answer was nice, she supposed. Quietly, her soft paws followed the sound, pale hues lifting upwards. If nothing else, the stranger's little self dialogue offered her the noise to follow.
"Aloha," she offered politely. She could not see the clouds, but she felt the charged air. Taste it. It wouldn't be nice to be caught in a storm, he was right. "'m Keona, a Dealer of the Typhoon. Can I help you?"
[/td][/tr][/table]Seas. Well, sometimes an answer was nice, she supposed. Quietly, her soft paws followed the sound, pale hues lifting upwards. If nothing else, the stranger's little self dialogue offered her the noise to follow.
"Aloha," she offered politely. She could not see the clouds, but she felt the charged air. Taste it. It wouldn't be nice to be caught in a storm, he was right. "'m Keona, a Dealer of the Typhoon. Can I help you?"
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