Arnette was careful as she moved along the side of the ship until she was about to touch the water that the ship rested in, looking it up and down, trying to get a good look of what it was, though even the name she didn’t even know what it was. She looked up at the king and shook her head.
Nu uh well maybe it was a house... I think…
But that wasn’t true… not entirely but she was not the one to question things out loud, and by saying that, she might get a proper answer. She was not afraid of being wrong. Or even giving the wrong answer. She looked at the thing… it looked kind of like a house, but it was curved, and it had been in the water, so she was deducing it might be a house that floated maybe. That was a good explanation, but she’d already given her answer and she looked up at her leader, waiting for his answer, nearly being distracted by his curly tail, her own wagging a little faster now, knowing he was enjoying himself, though at this point the only thing that mattered was her finding out what this ship’s purpose was.
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