fixer upper - open; building nest on haven

[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

A nest.  Well.  That made sense.  The petite wildcat smiled wryly.  She may not be able to physically carry much, but she could always move things around.  Chance for practice.

Keona had not fully mastered her ability to manipulate air.  Water came naturally to her.  The sea's pull.  Air was freely surrounding her.  Everywhere.  Hard to get a grasp on.  It was a different connection.  One she ought to try to make more often.

"I have a trick up my sleeve," she murmured, ear twitching.  She might be small but she was hardly useless.  She refused to be.

Moss... Well.  The wildcat furrowed her brow, nodding as Deldrach spoke. "You might also be able to find moss in the jungle." Right?  That made sense to her.  The jungle was a humid environment.  The entire island was really...

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