Ifrinn lay curled up in the crow's nest of The Shrike, her tail and wings were a little cramped but Ifrinn would rather feel slightly uncomfortable than being on the deck and among the crew. [i][color=sienna]What have I gotten myself into?...[/color][/i] Ifrinn shook her head as she heard some yelling, obviously the captain was involved in a conversation. Then a splash sounded and Ifrinn let out a groan, [color=sienna]"time to get of this wretched ship..."[/color] While it was only going to be temporary any time away from the ocean was a good time.

With a grunt, Ifrinn stood up and spread her wings letting out a sigh of relief. Ifrinn then lept from the Crow's nest and began gliding, skipping over the docks and planting her feet on the first piece of soil she could. She instantly walked the opposite direction to Thatch and the others.