one voice [★] howl

[Keona.]

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

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Maneuvering around the island had become a new challenge.  Even her normal routes had to change.  Too tall to duck beneath the undergrowth and low plants.  No longer as hidden. 

But faster.  Once she had a path down.  Longer legs sped the process up considerably.  Once she knew an area well enough.  Even when she did, the petite canine found herself habitually ducking her head.  Double-checking.  Wary of running into anything.  Had enough small cuts and scratches to speak of times she had.

While the plan had simply been to re-learn the island, Keona did wonder.  The sun was dimming by now.  The warmth had been gradually fading.  It wasn't quite night yet and she was... Well away from Barracuda Bay.  Closer to the railroad more likely and she... Wondered.  How far could a voice carry?

It felt a little foolish.  The idea.  But she wanted to know.  It felt... Right somehow.  To test it.

Quietly at first, as the dealer did most things.  Softly raising.  Assuring herself that her voice was strong.  Then carrying the note.  A wolf howl.  A song.  The message simple.  Just a reminder, a declaration of her presence.  Friendly and true.

[ feel free to have your characters approach her, or not and have them hear it from somewhere far away, whatever y'all want to do! < 3 ] also [member=17932]danny ![/member]

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