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✯ — keona sibéal ó faoláin. female. striker of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat.  ref. bio.

"We live 'ere," a tiny voice -- especially in comparison to Lucifer's rumbling tone -- answered.  The tiny, spotted feline stepped out of the shadow of the massive dragon, pale sea-green hues curious.  Her steps seemed slow, the faintest hint of pain reflected in the smallest movements.  Her injuries were healing though, slowly but surely, and Keona had wanted to patrol today.  Put some distance between herself, her kin, and the place she'd nearly been burned; also to witness the other damage.  I should freeze the Pitt over.  See how they liked that.

Keona offered a small polite smile, not quite friendly but nowhere near cold.  Strangers were strangers after all.  And what a strange name, in this case.  The petite fae let Lucifer speak, content in silent observance as he asked the questions.

tá mé i dtiúin — ✯