[Clare: On the Northern sandy Shores of Sentora]<br/><br/>Clare grew more and more relaxed as her boat grew closer and closer to the northern shores of Sentora, by the time the feminine voice echoed out and reached her, Clare had fallen half asleep, her soft ears twitched hearing the voice but Clare continued to lay quietly on the wooden boat, even as the boat reached the shore, sliding into the sand, getting stuck as it was enchanted to, Clare laid nude on the deck of the small wooden boat, resting her eyes peacefully.