HEART POUNDING IN MY HEAD // fishing

[rowena.]

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ROWENA NÍ FAOLÁIN
TIRONE
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #76b8cc; text-align: left; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px"]As an sliogán, Amhrán na Farraige

Tiny as she was, Rowena was meant for fishing.  With mink-like webbed paws and a tail built for the water.  The little hybrid kitten knew it, though she had yet to try it.  For she was still... Well.  Tiny.

But the ocean still called her.  The reason she felt so happy on the boardwalk.  The proximity to the water familiar.  Reminding her of her mother's ship.  Of course it had much more space... More freedom of movement, to run about and explore.  Though she did her best to stay in view of an adult... Most of the time.

Drayden and Winterhymns certainly counted.  And the petite tirone was curious.  Sea-green hues locked on Drayden as he leaned over the water.  Catching the legate's hushed voice, she kept quiet too, creeping over with her belly close to the pier.  Until she sat next to the two.  Peering into the water with large, inquisitive eyes.  Too far down for her to stretch a paw out like Drayden.

A thought about jumping in occurred.  She had a feeling Winterhymns and Drayden might not appreciate that... But still.

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