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[Keona.]

[div style="width: 500px; height: auto; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 10pt; text-transform: lowercase;"][align=left]Keona Ní Faoláin — the blind dealer
Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin — tags & info

Many moons had passed since the tiny wildcat set her paws in the desert sands.  Many moons.  Before Jervis' time.  Time spent not by her choice.  But none remained from that time.  None she knew at least.  It did no good dwelling on the matter.  Especially when the Pitt had helped them recently.  It only felt right to give something in return.

Flicking her ears, the petite dealer came to a quiet halt.  The chill an odd sensation against the sand.  Not quite right.  Her pale hues danced.  Curious.  Odds were the desert would heat back up in the spring.  Thaw.  The fae felt uncertain.  Did she like it like this?  Despite the strangeness.  The sun's wrath was not the most pleasant memory.  The colder air made it more bearable in that sense.

Natyli came to a skidding stop behind the smaller dealer.  The draconic jaguar nearly dropped the basket in wonder, bewildered.  Mitch-matched hues large in fascination.  A mixed canvas of sand and snow.  She wanted to go further.  See the jungle she knew sat within.  Was that littered with snow too?  Good thing they thought to put seeds and stuff in the basket.

Her paws pushed restlessly into the sand beneath her.  Relenting to wait.  Relenting to spend her time attempting to startle her brother ( [member=12555]T. ROUX[/member] ) with a mental shout of [i]'HEY GUESS WHO?' through their bond.  A grin on her face.

"keona" "natyli"
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come and fly away with me! — tags & info
[i]Natyli Roux — the chimera