"Well, I still have that shark buried on the island. That'll keep me well fed for another day, give or take. After that, though, I'll have to find good hunting grounds. I've heard large animals roam in the desert, so I'm not too worried about that, though," Timea answered. "But, what should we look for for you? With how you change into what you eat, having you eat meat is ever such the bad idea. What would you normally eat?" she questioned, then glanced down to her chest. "And what about you, Sibylla? Do you just eat meat, or do you need fruits and greenery, as well to stay healthy?"
By now, Timea flew over the sinking ship, which she briefly looked down on, then went back to looking straight ahead, occasionally casting a glance at the mercenary ship. Now clearly seeing everyone on the deck, Timea cocked her head, somewhat amused by the coincidence of her and the group heading in the same direction.
Being a 3 metre long Lanner falcon, and fast approaching, those on the ship with good vision could likely see Timea as well, if they happened to look up.
