Yarri froze when she heard the captain’s announcement. ‘Stupid ships. Stupid sea. Did he mean the ship would TIP OVER?!’ She could swim, but for how long? There was nothing around for miles and miles, except maybe for some hungry things in the water, so they probably wouldn’t have to be swimming for long. She took Shaela to the cabin and frowned at the life jacket. No way she was going to put ‘that’ on.

Shaela could swim too – she seemed to avoid it whenever she could, but she wouldn’t drown, at least not right away. The captain said something about escape vessels, Yarri hoped that there is enough space for everyone, the ship seemed rather crowded. ‘Maybe the hunters will drown,’ she thought with a small smile. It would be at least a small satisfaction.

Yarri and Shaela sat together on the ground in the cabin’s corner. “Sorry I dragged you into this,” Yarri whispered and scratched the cougar behind her ear. Shaela looked up to her, licked her face and Yarri giggled. “Yea, I love you too. But don’t tell anyone, I have a reputation to maintain.”

She wondered about how there could be such a big wave. There was no storm, the wind was rather mild, there were almost no clouds in sight from what she could remember. She growled quietly. In the history of bad ideas, getting on this dumb thing was the obvious winner.