[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/ETCUzUf.png[/img][/center] About quater mile from the seashore, a five foot tall girl with a white dress of simple linen wondered the area, looking around at the various trees that found themselves in the beach area. A few notes played through her flute as she wondered around, trying to keep her fingers busy as her mind wondered which one would bear the most fruit that day. Eventually she picked one, taking out a round strip of thick cloth and after making it into a figure 8 putting her feet into it. A second later, she jumped onto the tree, climbing shimmying up it as she had done many times in the past. Of course, the tree was tall. But then again, she had done this hundreds of times. Soon she found herself at the top, giving the coconuts a few twists each as she watched them plummet towards the soft ground. Before heading down, she gave the land a quick look around for several reasons. She wanted to make sure she hadn't been followed, but also just to get a quick view of her surroundings. No one was following her, but she saw one of the strangest and most hilarious images in her lifetime. A woman was paddling her boat, and even from this distance it was easy to see how horribly inefficient she was, likely due to a combination of inexperience and exhaustion. Curious, the girl watched as the person finally found their landing spot not far away, and saw them lay down on the ground as if dying. This would be amusing. Soon enough, the fire haired girl filled her sack with the coconuts, approaching the shore with a sense of curiosity. The closer she got, the more irregular she realized this person was - her clothing resembled something from one of the far away cities, but even then it was unusual. The boat did not take advantage of the wind, which was a bad decision when trying to navigate the near-continental islands. Although she didn't have to, the girl approached and decided to see if she could lend aid to the woman who was clearly uncomfortable with the entire circumstance. Approaching with light feet, Caitriona soon found herself above the woman, leaning over as her own green eyes examined the interesting woman. [color=orangered]"Dia dhuit?"[/color]