Kara's ears prick as she hears the water, and the catgirl's face breaks into a smile. Running water meant fresh water, which they could drink, instead of the salt water all around them in the ocean. If there was a stream, then one of their bigger problems would be solved. Picking up the pace a little, Kara jogged towards the sound, looking around her to see if any other shipwrecked people had found the water as well; if not, she was going to have something valuable to give the others. That would help her feel... a little safer, at least, being a permanent outsider in human society.