More and more people were arriving to the island that Sedna was quickly growing used to. She had taken her time fishing and all about avoiding others by sticking to the water. The fish were different, tasty, but different and she was quickly learning the traits of the fish that lived in the area. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she had arrived, but something told her to finally leave the water and to join up with the others.

There were not very many to the group; the Shazrick warrior had been expecting more from the way that her tribe was talking. Perhaps the others are just that weak, she thought to herself, that same thought bringing a dark smirk to her face that revealed her sharp teeth. Before her, a white haired male introduced himself as well as his travel companion. If sharks could roll their eyes, Sedna would have. Such greetings seemed trivial and there was no point in learning the names of those who would be bested in combat. She exhaled loudly through her slightly peaked nose as she looked about the others that remained silent. The nice thing about not being able to roll your eyes, or at least about being shark-like, was with all black eyes, no one could tell where you were looking.

Shortly after the male had introduced himself, a vision appeared that discussed the current goal at hand. She liked the way this worked, or at least the fact that the spirit was getting straight to the point. She looked at the weapon before her and bowed to it. Such a weapon was not crafted by her people unless for special ceremonies instructed by the spirits, which were few and far between. The razor teeth of the shark is what made them so rare as their people were not willing to simply sacrifice the beasts for their own benefit. She took the weapon slowly, as the glowing faded from it, before clutching it to her heart in a tribal-like salute.

A low growl came from her throat as Froth began looking for direction from the person that came from that area. "We can start our travel there Bubbles," she growled at him. "Then they can take over leading the group as they see fit." Her eyes narrowed as the looked at the man, her muscular, yet slender arms crossing over her chest. The male was taller than her, but that did not stop her from pushing her appearance to make herself look larger than she really was. She could tell from the behaviors of those around her that she was not going to enjoy being around this group; they were all far too stupid.