Every fire burns brighter in the darkest night
Questionable gazes lingered on the freckled face woman, Catalina looking at the crew. Invited by Thal not long ago, even as it came to a surprise to the red-headed woman, she stayed quiet. Listening to the shipmates discuss amongst themselves of what was, what is, and what will be. Their stories new to the ears of someone who had been just now venturing the world, some of their tales darker than even the most deepest crevices of the ocean.
She wore a tattered, weathered cotton shirt with a worn-leathered brown waist cincher, a torn satin sunset stained waist tie that had covered majority of the cincher, and no coat.
"Captain." Her seafoam hued gaze lingered up towards Thal, hearing Thal beckon for her and another companion. Listening intently, as they had been given their duties as to what will come. A lop-sided grin tugged tickled at the corner of her lips. She would show respect to the woman whom walked with the independence she did.
With an affirming nod, Catalina had listened to the horned man ask questions of the ship. It made the most sense. Though, the fiery red-head was interested in what drove them and aspired the shipmates. It would had been redundant for her to ask the same questions as him, so she took a different approach.
Questioning them on the duties and experience they've had, not only with the ship, but within the crew. How did they function on a day to day basis, ensuring that everything that needed to happen, happened in not only a timely fashion, but a safely fashion.
Cat is here, and familiarizing herself with the crew's day to day functions and how well they function within the group, learning their dynamics as an individual, and within the ship.
She wore a tattered, weathered cotton shirt with a worn-leathered brown waist cincher, a torn satin sunset stained waist tie that had covered majority of the cincher, and no coat.
"Captain." Her seafoam hued gaze lingered up towards Thal, hearing Thal beckon for her and another companion. Listening intently, as they had been given their duties as to what will come. A lop-sided grin tugged tickled at the corner of her lips. She would show respect to the woman whom walked with the independence she did.
With an affirming nod, Catalina had listened to the horned man ask questions of the ship. It made the most sense. Though, the fiery red-head was interested in what drove them and aspired the shipmates. It would had been redundant for her to ask the same questions as him, so she took a different approach.
Questioning them on the duties and experience they've had, not only with the ship, but within the crew. How did they function on a day to day basis, ensuring that everything that needed to happen, happened in not only a timely fashion, but a safely fashion.
Cat is here, and familiarizing herself with the crew's day to day functions and how well they function within the group, learning their dynamics as an individual, and within the ship.
Let me be your guiding light
Catalina
