01-06-2010, 09:41 PM
Zana gazed over the waters beyond the ship as she watched the tattooed and lime streaked clan below along the shore. She balanced on the rail as the wind whipped about her frame and made the ornaments in her mane rattle and sway. She turned her orbs towards DaVinci and the silent male beside him. Her older brother spoke the language of the clan and he'd spent the time aboard the ship teaching her as well. While she ignored most of the shipmates during this time it seemed that she was a rarity that they couldn't get enough of. She hadn't realized how small she really was until the shifted clan members had stood about in all their glory about the deck.
Her ears flicked back as she tried to ignore the fact that she had to perch upon the rail to even be anywhere near the height of the warriors next to her. Her words were soft as she asked her sibling. "What do they expect of us.." she was silent a second before she pushed on. "What do you expect of me.." her voice slightly bitter as she narrowed her orbs, her claws chipping at the wood of the rail as she ran her fingers along the pouch that swayed along her hip, thankful that she'd brought the few weapons she knew how to weild. The whalebone spear pressed against her spine as she shifted to glance towards the warrior beside DaVinci, one of the few who'd tried to warm up to her. He flashed her a grin before turning back to the world before them.
DaVinci had learned how talented she was with the darts as she'd spent the first few days sulking and waging her own personal war against the gulls. She hardly ever missed and the poison that tipped the darts made certain to make it easier to collect her prey. The gulls though, she left to fall into the sea, to become the supper of the creatures of the deep. She still had her doubts about this all. Firefly hadn't even made it to the ship before she'd bulked, sometimes Zana wondered why she'd pressed on to board the ship alongside DaVinci.
Her ears flicked back as she tried to ignore the fact that she had to perch upon the rail to even be anywhere near the height of the warriors next to her. Her words were soft as she asked her sibling. "What do they expect of us.." she was silent a second before she pushed on. "What do you expect of me.." her voice slightly bitter as she narrowed her orbs, her claws chipping at the wood of the rail as she ran her fingers along the pouch that swayed along her hip, thankful that she'd brought the few weapons she knew how to weild. The whalebone spear pressed against her spine as she shifted to glance towards the warrior beside DaVinci, one of the few who'd tried to warm up to her. He flashed her a grin before turning back to the world before them.
DaVinci had learned how talented she was with the darts as she'd spent the first few days sulking and waging her own personal war against the gulls. She hardly ever missed and the poison that tipped the darts made certain to make it easier to collect her prey. The gulls though, she left to fall into the sea, to become the supper of the creatures of the deep. She still had her doubts about this all. Firefly hadn't even made it to the ship before she'd bulked, sometimes Zana wondered why she'd pressed on to board the ship alongside DaVinci.