Travis crossed his arms in mock-irritability. He wasn't taking this seriously, although he did somewhat envy the tiger's innate cute factor. It was a clear advantage, in this situation. He was only handsome, but Ira was freakin' adorable, after all. He shrugged emphatically at Keona's comment and the actions of the tiger.
"Oh well. I guess I play second fiddle to the cat."
But he'd made his point, he felt. And speaking of stuff felt, it felt like they were startin' to really move! Looks like they'd re-rigged the main mast sails, 'cause you just might be able to hear the casting of wind spells out there now to push the boat forwards.
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Meanwhile, in the ship's hold...there was a single lantern lit and a pen scrawling.
Dear Boomer,
As I write this, I understand that you cannot read or write, so you may have to get your human to do so for you. As per your request and that of several cats in Serendipity, I have embarked on a ship to determine just how bad it is at sea.
Therefore, the first thing I wish to point out is that the food and sleep is not so great. You could start out catching rats, but when you run out, what then? Further, the sleep is horrible. Everything is moving, people intrude on your privacy no matter where you go-
"What in all the hells is going on here?!"
Garlock paused in his writing while in cat form to blast the quartermaster's mind with a Brainwarp and sent him on his way. A moment later, he resumed his work.
-which reminds me, humans at sea do not bathe unless they fall overboard, and that doesn't happen nearly often enough. Of course, none of this compares to the weird people you meet or the sea monsters that can attack without warning.
Hoping this finds you well,
Garlock