For the Captain and crew of the Valdore, now comes a most dangerous yet exhilarating moment. Sailing in such a massive storm, one of which the oceans see rarely, is something that every sailor dreads and wishes for in the same time. Dread, because such a storm could sink their ship if they are not very careful about what they're doing, or kill and wound some of them even if the ship remains afloat as the storm rages around them, and wishes for because surviving such a storm is the mark of the best crew there is, and something to be proud of.<br/><br/>But Captain Valerian isn't a novice, he's been sailing his whole life, and captaining the Valdore for almost a decade now. He knows what he is doing, and seems to thrive in the challenge that is presented to him, all thoughts of the Chimera forgotten for the moment.<br/><br/>"Head 7 degrees starboard, we have to cut through the worst part of the storm as soon as possible. Keep the engines at maximum, emergency teams to their posts, watch for any possible leaks. There are debris of the Chimera's ship in the water all around us, and maybe a torpedo. The furies seem to focus on the remaining destroyer, but they may decide that we are a bigger toy, so we're taking a transversal route to get out as quickly as possible. Watch the weather radar and adjust course as the storm moves, udnerstood?"<br/><br/>"Aye Captain," comes the replies from the various bridge crew, who then relay the orders to the crew.<br/><br/>"The nagas are secured, Sir, and it seems that the birthing is finished," reports the First Officer when he gets word from one of the crew who helped Arkain secured Jaku and Tam while Jaku was giving birth. "Quite an eventful birthing," he adds with a grin, to alleviate a bit of the tension on the ridge, making everyone grin and smirk.<br/><br/>"And quite a birth too!" comments the Captain. "But I'm afraid not even the ship's log can be informed of all of this, as sad as it makes me," he adds, the message clearly understood by the bridge crew.<br/><br/>"The storm seems to be moving away, winds speed decreasing as well as surface currents, adjusting course to 5 degrees port to keep the centre of the hurricane behind us," announced the helmsman.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Tamara moans and purrs as she is slowly birthed, enjoying every second of it, the feeling of her tail slowly slipping out of Jaku's wide open womb and vagina, rubbing against the moist velvety walls. She even darts her tailtongue out to give her a lick at the soft insides, tasting her juices and loving it, as she loves everything about her beloved lifemate. As she pushes her out, she kisses and licks Jaku's face all over, purring out deeply in love, her hands rubbing at her sides and holding Jaku tenderly against her.<br/><br/>The tigress-naga loops around her mate as she asks for it, providing her with a more comfortable rest than the cool metalic deck of the ship, and she continues to peppers his head with kisses and licks, holding her tenderly even though the rest of her body is slowly being pushed out of Jaku's genitals.<br/><br/>A soft smiles adorns her muzzle when she sees the sparks of magic around her mate, then the quick shift that turns Jaku into the tiger-naga that she imagined when she was inside him. "You are beautiful," she whispers into his cute ears before kissing them. "I love you so much," she adds with a deep purr as she tailmaw is finally pushed out, all wet and dripping with birthing juices.<br/><br/>It shakes itself a little, sending droplets of juices flying around, then gently begins to lick at Jaku's swollen and open vagina, to sooth it after such a long and laborious birthing process. She doesn't cares who's watching either, she just want to provide love and comfort to her beloved mate, in every way possible, and keep him in her wet coils, tender and loving.