Ronan was helping his crew with patching up the ship after a dreadful storm. He was in the crow’s nest when he spotted something in the water, floating on a wooden board.

A person ..

“Talons and tails ..”

He whispered to himself, slowly putting down his spyglass and running down to the main deck.

“GRAB THEM WILL YA!?”

He yelled in a loud voice to his crew mates. The person on the wooden board was unconscious and freezing.