[Bird]

This whole being land-locked thing is starting to make me stir-crazy. I haven't spent this many days on land since I joined my first crew.

Whoever's the one makin' it so we can't leave better cut it out soon if they know what's good for them.

[Action]

[Carol's at the beach, sitting just where the low tide can reach her feet. She stays there even as high tide sets in and submerges her to her waist. She likes the feel of the ocean. If she can't be on it she'll sure as hell be in it.

The red macaw seen returning to her marks her as the one who sent the earlier message. The pants would likely mark her as someone not exactly respectable.]

((OOC: open to both action and birdy responses!))