Rin stood steadfast on the beach, the sand curling around her toes as she watched the secrecy of night slowly transform into daytime, the area increasingly illuminated by an iris of fire. In the distance, the horizon ran red under the sun's awakening glare, combining both the sky and the choppy waters in the most amber of ways. Boats glided along this sea of crimson and gold in their sparkling formations as they headed to and from Kaiholo Port, unafraid of travel in both the starlit hours or the dead heat of summer daytimes.
Soon she would go to them - to the boats that so gracefully danced on open waters - as they anchored in the harbor, unloading and reloading their various types of freight. It was then that Rin would sometimes be able to secure work of her own, asking different sailors and workers alike if they needed help with anything. In return, they'd often toss her a few coins that she would later use to purchase food for herself or anything else she needed to survive, which included medication or clothing on the rare occasion. It was not a steady income, however, and she couldn't do anything should someone accept her help but not reward her in turn.
At night Rin did not aid men and women at the port. She rarely dared to venture outside of her colorful city, Haulani, past sunset at all. Though beautiful, the tropics of Caido had a tendency to turn seedy once shrouded in the cover of night. It was ultimately dangerous for a girl that knew nobody to put herself purposefully in harm's way. After all, there wasn't anybody that would come looking for her if she so happened to disappear randomly. That was the case for countless people in this area, from whores to the homeless. Should misfortunate befall these types, no one would even notice.
So it was only now that she came to the shore to watch as the heavens changed colors and wait until daylight was steadfast before heading to Kaiholo Port.
