
Tara stayed where she was.

Tara twisted around and closed her eyes.

Tara burried herself in the rope, hoping to from everything.

She averted her gaze and tuned around.

(( thanks!))
Tara was watching the horizon until she caught sight of them below.

((Can you please capitalize and used complete sentences? It's confusing sometimes.))
When she had finished her work she climbed the rigging as high as she could.

She was washing the canons.

Tara sat confused before jumping up to do her chores.

"If that's what you want."

"it's okay. I guess. Didn't you already ask me that?"

Tara stayed quiet, nibbling her meat.

"You don't have to. I have some deck swabbin' what's not gonna do itself."