Open Seas

As the ship began to move away from the ports, Duke thought of what he was leaving. Even though he didn't care for many of the vile people that lived here, he still had grown up here all his life with his younger brother. They would run around town getting into trouble and roaming through the woods. His parents were both dead, and so were many of his cousins. There wasn't much family he was leaving, since Abel, and his wife were on the ship with him. They were headed off to a better land, where they could live freely and not be afraid to shift. Hopefully it would all work for the best.

He turned around and headed to the inside of the ship to make sure everyone was doing okay with the sleeping arrangements. He didn't even realize that he had just passed the Fortesque couple, who were most definitely not of their group. It was so dark, he could barely make out the faces of anyone in the pitch black of night. Duke opened the door and looked through the long cabin of many hammocks, and now many people. They were all getting situated either on the hammocks or on the floor. Everything seemed to be good.

Duke had already decided that he wouldn't be sleeping tonight. He'd stay up with Abel as he steered the ship. It would only be a few hours till sunrise anyways and he didn't feel too tired. Duke looked back to the town but he could now see almost none of it. Just a small amount of faint lights from a few building near the ports. They were really gone, and there was no going back. Good riddance.

((Sorry if it's full of crap. I didn't have much to write about.))