Ash 2, 122
Norani's eyes slowly fluttered open.
Her body curled and uncurled sleepily, and she could see Ruvaf's wing wrapped around her. She reached out, patting him on the stomach, as he stirred to wake as well, a light skree escaping his beak. He raised his head over to her, and she rubbed a hand along over the top of his skull, drifting down between his eyes and along his beak, and he cooed lightly.
Norani rolled on her back, looking up at the stars that the Duck had put in the sky above her inside her room, peeking through the tall grasses. She smiled softly. Seeing the stars this way made her feel small, but not in the way that she had been recently. She felt small and a part of something bigger than herself, even if she wasn't really sure what that was. She rolled onto her other side in her grass nest, plucking a dried strand out. Idly, she began twisting and shaping it, a soft smile growing on her face.
And when she was done, she stood up from her nest, and dressed in her hunting leathers, a simple breast strap and loin cloth. She wrapped up her hair, and walked over to the so called walls of grass that made up her space. There was a small doll hanging there, from the base stalk of a tall grass strand, carved from bone. It was crude and simple, but something about it felt familiar, and it was pleasing to her. The Duck had put it here for her, and she was thankful. She grabbed her journal and diary, wrapped in a leather strap for transport, hiking it over her shoulder.
Norani looked around her nest, seeing the two paths there. One led to the main hallway with the rest of the rooms for the crew. And the other, the other well, it led to a beautiful garden, full of flowers and so many different plants, several Norani had never seen before. And in a corner of the garden, a cave, lightly glowing. This was Yeva's room, and it was beautiful. Everything about it felt... right. Suited Yeva, complimented her.
Norani walked over to the entrance of the cave, peering in, seeing Yeva sleeping there, and she smiled. Her dearest friend, who was helping to mend her heart. Norani would never be able to thank her enough. She set the little grass lotus she'd formed on the nearest bookshelf, and she left, leaving Yeva to her sleep. Stepping down the path of her own room, she found the door, and she opened it to the deck. A low whistle and Ruvaf was following after her, the door widening for him.
The sun was already rising over the sea, still early in the day. To Norani, it felt like the sun rose earlier here than back home. Maybe it was a lack of mountains here? Though she didn't know where here was, it was just water in all directions. Walking with Ruvaf over to a space with enough room for him, she spoke to him in her native tongue, "Go hunt, spread your wings."
With a loud skree, Ruvaf flapped once, sending a blast of air buffeting out to the nearest people. And a moment later, he was streaking through the sky, watching for fish down below in the waters. Norani reached out with her aether, calling to the winds, only to realize they weren't there. She cast her eyes up, seeing that the sails were slack, unmoving. She strode over to the railing, looking down into the waters, seeing that they were merely bobbing in place.
If she couldn't commune with the winds, she'd commune with the waters. She pulled her long tail of hair over her shoulder, almost reaching her knees. She untied her breast wrap from her torso, and wrapped it around the middle of her hair. She did the same for her loin cloth as well, tying it higher up. It was tied up in three places and she was as naked as a lark. On her back, a lotus tattoo over her heart. Up her spine, a great tree trunk, disappearing into a colorful, swirling sky. On her front, there were swirls of wind trailing between her breasts to her stomach, and patch of giraffe spotting over her left breast.
She stepped up and onto the railing, then she let loose a loud, blood curdling scream, startling a few of the crew nearby. And then she jumped, feet first, off the Duck and crashed into the ocean waters below. She let herself hang, suspended, under the water, opening her eyes to see the deep blue all around her, before kicking upward to breach the surface and sucking in a chest full of air.
And she was smiling.