Thundra crawled up the tree silently, her long legs carrying her up the brances, hair dripping down her back as she climbed. The bark no longer hurt her fingers or feet, due to being used to nature. Finding a long, sturdy brance she climbed onto it and looked down at the two. She bent down on the branch, laying her stomach on the limb and letting her hair fall down past her shoulders.
Easily she caught such words like 'kill, weapon, and camp'. From what she could tell they would camp together and try to kill any savages or naimals that threatened them, her eyes narrowed as she listened. As she listened to them she also heard the other captain of the ship stand and look rather proud of himself, for she couldnt tell what but all she knew was he was one frilly man.
The men started throwing each other picks, shovels and other such instruments. She watched them woriredly, what did they think they would find in the earths dirt? And why were they staking their claim here? As she pondered this she didnt realize drops of water from her wet hair were landing right next to the two men talking, then when one fell on the mans head thats when she inhaled sharply and burried herself deeper in the tree, using the shadows like a cloak. Bringing her long legs up to her chest, her leather dress still very damp, grazing her fingers along the brach she sat completly still.