Fellyba`s The Shadow had never been noticed upon the Rotsman, which didnâ€™t bother her much. Lazing about or cleaning below deck suited her just fine. Although there was barely any action down here within the dark haul, that wasnâ€™t why she stayed down there. In fact, Fellybaâ€™s stayed down below the deck because she hated the sun. Whenever the haulâ€™s doors were opened she found herself retreating deeper within the darkness. It wasnâ€™t like she never went on the Poop Deck, she did, but only when the sunlight retreated. She wasnâ€™t even sure if the crew knew she was there, but she had heard a few whisper about a moving shadow with no body to cast it. She did indeed have a body, but she was a rather cautious and vicious thing when angered, think of her as a Tasmanian devil in the darknessâ€¦<br/><br/>But here recently her darkness had been disturbed by holes being shot through letting in the retched sunlight. Now as she was patrolling the dark haul, dodging the light that burned her sterling eyes she spotted a small movement. Hissing she melded into the shadows her eyes the only thing visible. She wasnâ€™t sure, but this looked like a captain from another ship. Watching the Captainâ€™s movements she tilted her head and debated whether or not if she wanted to face Rotterâ€™s fury now or later. Glancing to the sunlight again, she decided to bare through it all.<br/><br/>â€œThe Pretty Freedom is coming!â€<br/><br/>Felly was now on full alert as she heard Ravenâ€™s calls. Fellyba`s adjusted her clothing, the vest she wore was black and scaled, her pale skin covered with scars and Celtic tattoos that seemed to make her pallor more so. Upon her breast bone seemingly melded into her skin and bone was a long shining chain, the chain itself enchanted to elongate and shrink with her swift movements when wielding her cutlass as it was attached to the weapon. Felly found herself suddenly gripping the obsidian cutlass within a firm grasp as the chain buried in her breast bone lightly quivered as she felt her heart beat rising.<br/><br/>Although, she had never personally seen any of these ships in person, she would defend the Rotsman from below deck within the darkness, like the shadow she was. Her silver eyes watched the door as the hated sunlight drifted through the cracks. She watched the tiny dust motes float about as she retreated, before fully melding into the shadows. If she was going to warn her Captain about the intruder, now was the time, she would rather take her lashing now rather than later. Feeling her body falling away, the cutlass melding within her body as she was now a complete shadow, Fellyba`s slid up through the cracks, and into the Captainâ€™s Quarters where she waited, but found it wasnâ€™t much of a wait as the captain was there, her voice cold she spoke, â€œCaptain, an Intruâ€¦â€ Letting her voice trail off as she spotted the intruder within the captainâ€™s quarters! Drawing her shining black obsidian Cutlass her brow furrowed as she took a stance beside her Captain.  Sterling eyes set with dark determination and loyalty as her full lips pressed into a straight line, the chain connecting herself to the cutlass as it fed more chain to allow a future cutting.