Stavanger Bay A hunting we will go

She balked at the discovery that Rosalyn was the secondary to Smokestep's lead. She corrected her posture and lowered her tail in a manner that said she knew she was lower and gave an embarrassed and nervous smile. Despite knowing Rosalyn had gotten the rank by beating the one who had been given the rank, she felt she should respect her. 

Yet at the same time she was jealous. The emotion was unfamiliar and she didn't much like it. It felt bitter and nasty. She couldn't help it though, this woman was beautiful and confident. She had years on Awinita and could surely seduce the captain if she wanted to. She could hold this rank forever...she had experience that Awinita imagined to be better than anything she had to offer. Perhaps she too could fight for that rank, perhaps she could show Smokestep she was a natural at being a pirate. 

Her thoughts showed as her bright appearance turned into a wary frown, a gleam of jealousy in her eyes before she shoved it back down and grinned. "So you won it? Like a prize? Do you actually have any leadership experience?"She asked curiously, her tone void of the bitterness and envy she felt earlier. She now looked once more the ever innocent pretty little face she was known to be, as if a switch had flipped.