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Amnesty stood, hesitating, at the bottom of the gangplank. She had promised herself for weeks that she wouldn't do this. The circumstances of her chance acquaintance with Arthur Barrett were a fluke. She had promised herself years before that she was done joining crews, armies, and bands of freedom fighters. There was too much pain, too many opportunities for her to end up failing beasts who relied on her. Or to betray them outright.
Yet here she was, preparing herself to set paw on a ship with the intention of joining the crew on the suggestion of a beast she had met only once. That night they had turned her neighbor's apartment into a makeshift infirmary had given her a taste of the camaraderie she had managed to avoid for years. She had thought the need for companionship had withered away entirely. Apparently, it had just gone dormant-- and like flowers in the desert after a long awaited storm-- it was now a brighter and more insistent need than ever. And rather than fade as the weeks had passed, it had grown until she could no longer ignore it.
So, with nothing more than a small rucksack strapped across her shoulders, she started upwards with the intention of heading straight for the Captain's cabin.
Yet here she was, preparing herself to set paw on a ship with the intention of joining the crew on the suggestion of a beast she had met only once. That night they had turned her neighbor's apartment into a makeshift infirmary had given her a taste of the camaraderie she had managed to avoid for years. She had thought the need for companionship had withered away entirely. Apparently, it had just gone dormant-- and like flowers in the desert after a long awaited storm-- it was now a brighter and more insistent need than ever. And rather than fade as the weeks had passed, it had grown until she could no longer ignore it.
So, with nothing more than a small rucksack strapped across her shoulders, she started upwards with the intention of heading straight for the Captain's cabin.
