The Will Of A Survivor

Trade Of The Sea

Cale slept again in the coze of the floating boat

Well...

A not very cozy sleep

Cale now is very half asleep

With his messy hair and wrinkled eyes bouncing around the room from the whirlpools that keep hitting him

While He is holding the bedframe his other beloved children...not so well

Since the space was quite small the lil dragon have no choice but to fly very low, which is not the smartest move

Silver haired cat, On, deliberately holds onto the lamp upside down while the lil brother of her stays inside the bag

'Aarggh, human!!! Why- I-Human helppp'

'Cale-nya!! I hate the seaaaaaa-!'

Cale hearing their calls ignore them since even he can't move

'So this is a life of a sailor...'

Cale thought as he tightly clench the bedframe

'I don't like it.'

Cale wrinkled face turn into a very noticeable frown

Screams and attempts filled the small room of theirs..

Time passed by and so the currents and they finally settled down

They take all the deep breath they could and quickly goes back on their feets

Tap tap

'hmm, they are here'

Cale stood up and dusted of the remaining bits of dust from his peasent pants

The door open and the butler greeted them a normal greetings and informed them of the latest news, information and their schedules for today

Cale simply nodded and gave shorts answers before closing the door again 

The second the butler left Cale turn around, a sly smirk could be seen dancing on Cale lips and eyes gleaming with mischiveous...

That itself is not a good sign for our dear older sister On of the cat tribe.

She quickly ask about Cale demeanor.

'Umm,Cale-nya i can feel from the ceiling you are planning something.Care to share?'

The sly Cale looks up and began telling his marvelous plan not minding the state the room is in..

'Ah,they have arrived'

Says the boatman.

a slick back hair, new pair of glasses and a couple like cats follow the trail of the Henitsue servant.

'They?'

Cale stopped on his track and asked the boatman

The boatman smiles and bent down to pat the cats..

'They..'

The boatman happily petting the cats.

Cale dint's say anything.

'Quite a morning isnt it?'

A raspy southern voice echo chillingly behind Cales back

Which make Cale flinched.

'HA AHEHEHHAAA''

Suddenly the voice just started laughing.

Cale turn around and met with a familiar wild brown haired barbarian.