Just Another Day

Shanku approached the gangplank of the fluyt cautiously. She boarded the ship and looked around. The crew was busy scurrying about and paid her no mind. The deck rocked gently under her. She skipped over to one of the shrouds leading up the main mast and clambered up, up, up all the way to the top. She opened the trap door to the crow's nest and looked out over the port. The sails billowed out below her and the ship slowly began to pull away.

Shanku leaned against the sides of the crow's nest and took in the breeze.

Good wind... Good gliding wind... She relaxed and relished the feel of the wind. She didn't even notice that she had shifted back into a kurach. I smell something cooking! Her keen nose returned to her, she caught a scent wafting up from below. She leapt over the side and circled the mast. She landed with hard thud onto the deck and approached the first sailor she saw.

"Dinner time?" She asked happily. She was surprised to find herself suddenly grabbed by the arm.

"Doctor Newbury!" the sailor shouted out.