I really fail. Really sorry I took so long with this.
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Neela let out a quiet chuckle as Saul collapsed onto the deck panting and stretched an arm over to him, resting a hand against his shoulder in a reassuring motion. "That weren' bad. This ain't the easiest boat for yer first climb. Specially not at night." Neela noticed that the younger male was considerably more tired from the climb than herself and smiled, smacking a fist against her stomach. The noise produced was deceptively solid, Neela may be thin but contrary to the image her soft, fluffy fur generated she was toned. "Worked on boats for over three years, m'stronger than ah look."
At Saul's remark Neela flopped onto her back herself, propping her arms behind her head as she looked at the sky. The night sky was clear of clouds tonight and between the height afforded to them by being on the Meria and the river clearing most of the trees away they had a good view from here. Countless stars blossomed in the sky as Neela's eyes adjusted, hundreds of tiny white pinpricks against the black, all dwarfed by the moon. "Yeah, it is." She replied quietly, though this was a content quiet and not the troubled whisper of before.
For a moment Neela just lay there, taking in the sky and letting the rhythm of her boat, the gentle rocking and the creak of wood at the boat bumped against the dock, sooth her mind and her stomach. After a minute or so she spoke, "Hey Saul? Thanks. Lotta people wouldn' have stopped an helped me after ah started rantin an ravin bout em being dead." Neela tilted her head towards Saul, sending a smile in his direction through the gloom.
When Neela felt that she could move without her nausea returning she slowly pushed herself to her feet and slowly made her way over to the sleeping quarters at the back of the ship. The quarters were a small compartment behind the wheel just tall enough for a Lupus form to slip in and curl up to sleep. Neela wasn't going inside however and simply stuck an arm through the hatch, pulling it out with two pillows in her grip. Still smiling she returned to Saul with her prizes, throwing one pillow over to the winded wolf and putting the other to use herself as she returned to her stargazing, enjoying the company of the other Ichikan even through the silence.
