My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Rivin had seen him leaving… and this time, rather than linger in Pirates lands, wondering if she should chance leaving, the red streaked female threw caution to the wind and trailed after her brother, even as he saw to the islands. Diablo… wasn’t the most perceptive. It seemed like he didn’t pick up on her following after him at all. She’d have to talk to him about that. She knew they weren't super close, but Diablo was her brother. She might have connected with Senn easier but if someone got the jump on him she’d be pretty pissed. Once she stepped onto the beach Rivin immediately shook out her coat. Hmph. Salt water still felt weird… but she was getting better at swimming. She’d need to surprise Jack with that fact at some point in the near future! Her green gaze turned toward the treeline and the form of her brother. “Oi! Diablo!” She called out to him in a loud bark. He wasn’t getting away from sibling time that easy!