02-01-2021, 07:48 PM
Keona Ní Faoláin — the blind dealer
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The petite dealer makes her way to the dome quietly, ears twitching idly as Natyli bounded in after her. High energy as usual. The wildcat hummed softly in thought, tail flicking in a silent greeting as she found a seat off to the side. Her pale hues danced and moved idly, towards the throne in patient attention.[div style="width: 490px; font-size: 9pt; line-height: .1.1; color: #386bab; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 2px;"][i]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin
Natyli put her paws together, scrambling for a seat up close. Curious. It was still strange... Seeing her mother up there. But she was proud too, giving the captain a bright smile in greeting and a hopeful promise of attention. A tall... Somewhat unlikely order. The draconic jaguar shifted her weight listlessly, mitch-matched hues wandering the walls and tracing patterns.
come and fly away with me!
[align=right]Natyli Roux — the chimera