Nova Peak to commandeer one of these ships

Chacal felt warm beneath his gaze, which lingered appreciatively. It brought a mild smile to her lips when he looked away. He had some self control, then, and wasn't a shameless flirt, which was a relief. That sort of attention had never appealed to Chacal anyway. He gestured for her to take the lead, so she moved forward, with the grace and assuredness of a queen. 

She could sense a bit of hesitation. 
"I t'ink it might be a surprise to you, 
but sea legs be good for climbing too," 

She said, casting a glance over her shoulder to catch his reaction. 

"'Tis true, our claws be dulled by sand, 
but our feet are stronger, for bein' on shiftin' land." 

She explained, knowing she was speaking to one of her own kind without him ever having to tell her. She wondered if he had assumed the same about her.