Clarisse swayed her tail as she laid out on the rock in the warm sun, eventually her tail turned into legs when she was dry enough, though her scars were more visible on them, and she hopped on some smaller rocks to shore. When she touched down on sand she walked over to a makeshift hut she made where she kept a few clothes for herself to wear. When Clarisse was younger she had a run in with pirates before and was captured, if it wasn't for a kind cabin boy aboard the ship she would have never escaped. She changed into a short pale dress she made out of a sail from a wreckage, she was good with her hands and loved making things so most of her clothes she made herself. Grabbing a coral comb she stepped out, still cautious though, she planned to stay in her little cove till they were either gone. For her motherly instinct that wasn't good because she would be worried about the others. Letting out a sigh she sat on a nearby rock and started combing through her hair, "Ah ah ah ah ah," she was singing the song while doing so as to get her mind off it for now.