
Walking through the forest, Keira wasn't sure where she was going but she knew she was going to end up somewhere. The kalona continued to walk through the trees avoiding the sunlight as she could. She moved with a certain elegance that could have only been inherited from her grandmother who moved through the night without making a single noise. Lately, Keira hadn't seen her family in awhile. She didn't need to see them right now because she needed to find herself first. Even though, Keira was incredibly proud about her lineage and was confident that they were the best kalona line ever. She was also convinced that she was one of the best looking soquili out there. It was just a part of her nature to be so vain and prideful about her appearance.
She continued to walk through the forest knowing that she wouldn't be able to come out into the open until the night came. Even then, she was sensitive to the moonlight too. It was a curse, her inability to handle sunlight, but Keira was very proud that she had inherited this trait. It distinguished her from all of the other kalona and proved her to be Heartless's granddaughter.