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Sunniva had had a taste of the outside... and it was addicting.
She understood the thrill of the plunder, of bringing goods back to the pride and being celebrated for it... before, she had never enjoyed the attention but she found herself seeking it out, as if it was something stronger than mint running through her veins. She would enjoy visiting her aunt and her thrall whenever she came home, but she would become restless for the hunt again and seek out bands to join. Sometimes she ran into the occasional Captain that looked at her with disdain, but that was fine; she was a determined lioness and one 'no' didn't mean the end of the world.
Besides, she had proven herself already. She didn't care if not everyone thought the same.
Sunniva was restless on this reaving, however. Nothing much had happened yet, and she craved excitement. She was hoping someone or something would show up soon.