mamma fucking mia / intro

[Keona.]

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

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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin

A screech wasn't... Exactly what the dire wolf expected from the shore.  Ears flicking as the dealer stepped out of the tavern.  From the gentle clamor of voices in casual conversation, she knew nothing bad was happening.  No.  The screech sounded kinda of familiar, really.  Like she'd heard it a few times before.

Keona hummed softly as she padded over to the group, catching the tail ends of words spoken.  Gunnleif.  One of Roxanne and Diya's children.  Okay.  Reminded her a little of... Well.  Natyli.  Of course, if Natyli made a bunch of random noises while running, the fae had never heard them.  Thankfully.

The canine nodded as Lumia spoke.  Sightless hues flickering in thought.  Yes, the summer would make running more difficult.  He could always switch to nighttime runs though, she supposed, flicking an ear. 

"Aloha," she offered softly, brows creased.  "'m Keona, if you don't know.  If you've been at it for a while, don't forget to stop by the tavern for some water.  I don't think Roan would like you dehydrating yourself." Her brother had enough stress.

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