Sara sat down on her bed after washing her face, and swishing water around in her mouth slightly. She had dampened her hair because it had been limp from sweat and dirt. The young woman adjusted her pirate's outfit, and placed two used swords in the belt. She also put in a rifle, and put the coins into her pocket. She put her boots back on. Now her hair was more wavy, and flowing, and she looked clean; maybe even more beautiful. Poot squacked, and flapped his wings, balancing himself perfectly to perch on Sara's shoulder.




