Lady Avorio padded slightly ahead of Snowyriver, her RiverClan prisoner, escorting her towards the pirate ship: the impressive wooden structure that was used as a camp for the anti-Clan. The bronze-colored she-cat's head was held up in pride and self-satisfaction as they neared the grand vessel, which would become Snowyriver's 'home' for the rest of her insignificant existence. Lady's piercing azure optics gleamed as they climbed the platform leading to the wide deck, where cats came and went, going about their daily duties and leisures.
Checking to make sure the captured RiverClan warrior was still by her side, Lady padded across the great wooden planks, approaching Voltaire and Collateral Damage, who would hopefully approve of the wench's work.