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As Princess, he was officially her Paramor, Sir Chadwick, the 'Warrior's Fortress,' but to her, he would always be her adoptive father, Chad Farfield, her first lover. \n\nShe could hear other sailors talking about the address as they watched shortened clips from news agencies. They thought it was live, unaware she'd recorded it weeks before while wearing black fur paint adding markings on her face, arms, and belly. She had even used a breast pump to make her top breasts poke out a little. The point was not a total obfuscation of her identity, just to throw off any initial suspicion when met separately, particularly among her fellow service personnel. A camouflage more than a cloaking field.\n\n\"So many Halsys. Are they allowed to have this many Princelings?\"\n\n\"Did you hear her name? I could have sworn they said 'Jarcinia'.\"\n\n\"Is she named after our ship?\"\n\nAmanda slid the tablet on its rail to the wall before checking her profile. Nothing new. 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They all lined up for inspection, puffing out their exposed chests with pride, right hands making an 'O' with thumb and finger over the heart while the other fingers pointed straight to the side together. In unison they quoted, \"Open hearts and a steady path.\"\n\nThe Admiral returned the salute and the cadets took a more relaxed stance, hands gently gripping the harness straps that cupped their butts. She gestured to the hyena who stepped forward into her hug. The old tortoise whispered to him, \"I'm sure the others expressed their sadness at your departure. I too will miss you, young man. If you don't find other service by enlistment time next year, I would be honored to have you back. You are almost ready, but I can't hold everyone else back as long as it would take.\"\n\nHe nodded and stepped out onto the dock, but the Admiral wasn't quite done talking to him. She spoke up for everyone to hear. \"You chose to take an honorable and difficult path. By enlisting you have shown courage and a willingness to learn. You leave here with a spotless record, and Crestian employers will recognize that. In the meantime, you have earned several gold bonuses you can have fun with back home. Go forward and always do the next best thing.\"\n\nStill disappointed in himself despite her kind words, he walked down to the small shelter at the base of the dock to await a supply boat to take him back to the volcano city. At least he would be able to see his crew set off even if he wasn't launching with them.\n\nMeanwhile, Sir Tag turned to the remaining Cadets.\n\n\"Congratulations on your first promotion, Cadets First Grade. You should all know your starting stations. Your first tour of duty begins once you get the Jarcinian out of this cove. Acting Captain Shull, take us out when ready.\"\n\nThe young koala shouted out, \"Yes, Sir. Everyone to your stations!\" He was slightly older than most there, having started later and not made the cut in his first year. But this placed him at an advantage this year over his fellow Cadets, and so, Sir Tag expected more of him. The hyena watching from shore knew he could expect the same next year if he returned.\n\nEveryone dispersed across the ship taking up their starting stations, checking their equipment and fixing the little problems Sir Tag had left them. As the koala climbed up to the officers deck, Amanda ran around looking down the side of the ship to ensure nothing would impede their departure. 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Comms, anything of immediate note?\" \"Negative, Sir.\" \"Alright, Union Cadet.\"\n\nAmanda saluted her heart and stood at attention. \"Yes, Sir?\"\n\n\"Come on up. We need to discuss our route.\" \"Yes, Sir.\"\n\nBehind the command deck, the Captain's Quarters took up most of the ship's width providing a nice office and planning area. The old maps had been replaced with a digital display library and holographic projector. For now, the projector was unnecessary.\n\nSir Tag observed and guided as the koala captain, his mousy first mate, and their foxy navigator looked through the maps. After an hour of talking Amanda asked to speak with the Admiral privately.\n\n\"Sir Tag, I, I'm not sure about my advice in here.\"\n\n\"Whatever do you mean? You've studied the manuals, you know the procedures for your station. 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Of the four who certified, he picked you as his Navigator for a reason. If he did not, we would have waited till someone he trusted could qualify, so trust in his judgment too.\"\n\nAmanda pointed on the map. \"There, captain. That should be our first destination.\"\n\n\"Why, there?\"\n\n\"The currents should be favorable, the winds nicely taxing, and I think we can practice maneuvers around here. Other than that, it just feels right.\"\n\nThe young koala looked it over before patting her on the back. \"Alright, unless Comms gives us something more pressing, let's head there. We are only allowed to run in daylight. 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"Je vous parle aujourd'hui en tant que nouvelle princesse. J'assume cette responsabilité envers ma nation avec un sérieux sombre. Je ferai tout ce qui est en mon pouvoir pour protéger mon peuple et notre mode de vie."

Subtitles translated: I speak to you today as a new princess. I take this responsibility to my nation with grim seriousness. I will do everything in my power to protect my people and our way of life.

Prince Halkin nodded his approval before the new Princess continued. "I am new here, but my mother, Yari, taught me all she could, and in the years to come I shall keep learning how best to serve you. I have my loving family to guide me so that when I am ready I can aid you all as proper royalty should."

With those words, Princess Dyridia lowered the delicate tiara with a green heart upon the new princess's head to nestle between her volpine ears. A clamor of voices rose from the audience behind the camera as flashes went off to better illuminate her from various angles. A large grey torso with abs of steel and blue shoulder pads blocked the view stating that there would be no questions for the new Princess at this time.

Laying in her hammock set in the fantail, Cadet Amanda Farfield stroked the image of his stunning muscles with one hand and her clit with the other. As Princess, he was officially her Paramor, Sir Chadwick, the 'Warrior's Fortress,' but to her, he would always be her adoptive father, Chad Farfield, her first lover.

She could hear other sailors talking about the address as they watched shortened clips from news agencies. They thought it was live, unaware she'd recorded it weeks before while wearing black fur paint adding markings on her face, arms, and belly. She had even used a breast pump to make her top breasts poke out a little. The point was not a total obfuscation of her identity, just to throw off any initial suspicion when met separately, particularly among her fellow service personnel. A camouflage more than a cloaking field.

"So many Halsys. Are they allowed to have this many Princelings?"

"Did you hear her name? I could have sworn they said 'Jarcinia'."

"Is she named after our ship?"

Amanda slid the tablet on its rail to the wall before checking her profile. Nothing new. She hoped to get a text from Chad after the broadcast, but it didn't seem to be coming. Perhaps he was delaying to avoid a publicly visible information trail. She hooked the hammock away and tidied her nook of the ship as did her fellow cadets.

Breakfast came around and the cubs all ate naked and joked together before cleaning up again. One never knew when the Admiral would step in for a surprise inspection. Stowing her mess kit in her main pack, Amanda donned her smaller utility harness before checking once more for a message.

One had arrived, but not from Chad. The Royal Commission stated she'd been promoted from Trainee Cadet to Cadet First Grade. The awarded rank opened up next to the Mother of Defense commendation she'd earned on her first day and her ropework, rigging, and two navigation certificates. This could only mean one thing.

She shouted out to the other Cadets, "We can leave dock!" The other cubs looked back at her, realization slowly dawning on them each in turn as they ran back to their own nooks to check their promotions.

One young hyena stepped back in tears. "I, I didn't make it."

His crewmates gathered around in support and apologies expressing how they would miss him, how they saw it coming, and how he could try again next year. Witiker and Takri commented how this was their second year, that there was no shame in needing more time to prepare.

His twin sister stepped in for a hug, her pseudo-penis gently wrapping his in their species typical embrace, "I'll see you in a year and a half then. You better come back." He packed his things from his nook and headed up with the other cubs.

On the deck they saw Admiral Nbunknataga waiting for them. They all lined up for inspection, puffing out their exposed chests with pride, right hands making an 'O' with thumb and finger over the heart while the other fingers pointed straight to the side together. In unison they quoted, "Open hearts and a steady path."

The Admiral returned the salute and the cadets took a more relaxed stance, hands gently gripping the harness straps that cupped their butts. She gestured to the hyena who stepped forward into her hug. The old tortoise whispered to him, "I'm sure the others expressed their sadness at your departure. I too will miss you, young man. If you don't find other service by enlistment time next year, I would be honored to have you back. You are almost ready, but I can't hold everyone else back as long as it would take."

He nodded and stepped out onto the dock, but the Admiral wasn't quite done talking to him. She spoke up for everyone to hear. "You chose to take an honorable and difficult path. By enlisting you have shown courage and a willingness to learn. You leave here with a spotless record, and Crestian employers will recognize that. In the meantime, you have earned several gold bonuses you can have fun with back home. Go forward and always do the next best thing."

Still disappointed in himself despite her kind words, he walked down to the small shelter at the base of the dock to await a supply boat to take him back to the volcano city.  At least he would be able to see his crew set off even if he wasn't launching with them.

Meanwhile, Sir Tag turned to the remaining Cadets.

"Congratulations on your first promotion, Cadets First Grade. You should all know your starting stations. Your first tour of duty begins once you get the Jarcinian out of this cove. Acting Captain Shull, take us out when ready."

The young koala shouted out, "Yes, Sir. Everyone to your stations!" He was slightly older than most there, having started later and not made the cut in his first year. But this placed him at an advantage this year over his fellow Cadets, and so, Sir Tag expected more of him. The hyena watching from shore knew he could expect the same next year if he returned.

Everyone dispersed across the ship taking up their starting stations, checking their equipment and fixing the little problems Sir Tag had left them. As the koala climbed up to the officers deck, Amanda ran around looking down the side of the ship to ensure nothing would impede their departure. She directed the ropeswains to remove extra mooring hawsers before shouting up, "Captain, the ship is clear, all deck stations report ready."

A wallabies voice shouted up through a brass conning horn near the koala, "Below deck stations report ready, Sir." As he looked up the masts the sheetswains shouted down from the rigging, "ready up here too, Captain."

He shouted back, "Remove moors and ready oars."

Amanda aided the ropeswains in unhooking the regular mooring hawsers while watching out for improper contact between the fenders as the ship shifted rocking slightly away from the dock. She looked down to the oar hatches. Seeing one get stuck, she secured her decent rope to her harness and climbed down the side of the ship to inspect it. Another of Sir Tag's tests.

After clearing the obstruction she shouted through the oar machine, "Hatch seven is now clear." She saw the oar crew give her a thumbs up, one moved back to the horn to report while the other kept inspecting the mechanisms. Just as she climbed back on deck she heard the koala order them to shove off. Again, she looked down to watch the oars emerge and push the ship away from the dock.

"Deploy navi jib." As the sheetswains deployed one of the triangular sails at the front, Amanda helped the ropeswains manage the mid-aft spring line and the aft hauler causing the ship to angle away from the dock as the lines slipped and pulled at a controlled rate, the oars doing their part to keep the ship away. Fenders were relocated to the aft to protect if the ship pushed backward. Pulling up the last rope Amanda ran forward to shout up, "Lines clear!"

"Deploy primary mainsail!" As the sheetswains complied, the captain used his controls to angle the sail to pull away. Clapping and shouting arose from the entire ship, everyone excited to finally leave dock after their weeks of living and training on the stationary ship. It was the first time they'd been allowed to fully separate.

Amanda ran to the fore to observe water depth and ensure they would be able to clear the shifting sholes. She guided the captain through the spirals; the ropeswains, sheetswains, and oar crew working together to maneuver more delicately than the captain's controls would allow. Finally, they navigated out into broader waters.

"Congratulations crew, the Admiral says most years don't make it on their first try out, but today is the first day of our six months. Comms, anything of immediate note?" "Negative, Sir." "Alright, Union Cadet."

Amanda saluted her heart and stood at attention. "Yes, Sir?"

"Come on up. We need to discuss our route." "Yes, Sir."

Behind the command deck, the Captain's Quarters took up most of the ship's width providing a nice office and planning area. The old maps had been replaced with a digital display library and holographic projector. For now, the projector was unnecessary.

Sir Tag observed and guided as the koala captain, his mousy first mate, and their foxy navigator looked through the maps. After an hour of talking Amanda asked to speak with the Admiral privately.

"Sir Tag, I, I'm not sure about my advice in here."

"Whatever do you mean? You've studied the manuals, you know the procedures for your station. If you did not I would not have certified you for advanced navigation."

Amanda looked down at first, then drew herself up with conviction. "I know, but, I have a feeling for where we should go, but not because of the manual or procedures."

Sir Tag nodded her reptilian head in a long arc. "Sometimes, our gut, our feelings, are guiding us on information we are not consciously aware of. But other times, it is pure flights of fancy. The trick is learning to judge the difference and protecting yourself and others for when it was the latter. Instinct and 'gut feelings' are why we don't automate everything we can. Like the sails, your crew can feel shifts and adjust where the captain at his controls cannot. Trust yourself, and let the procedures guide you. They are there to protect everyone."

Amanda smiled and hugged the ancient admiral. "Good, because I think we need to go…"

Sir Tag waved a finger, "It is not me you have to convince. Bring it up with your captain. Of the four who certified, he picked you as his Navigator for a reason. If he did not, we would have waited till someone he trusted could qualify, so trust in his judgment too."

Amanda pointed on the map. "There, captain. That should be our first destination."

"Why, there?"

"The currents should be favorable, the winds nicely taxing, and I think we can practice maneuvers around here. Other than that, it just feels right."

The young koala looked it over before patting her on the back. "Alright, unless Comms gives us something more pressing, let's head there. We are only allowed to run in daylight. How soon do you think we can arrive?"

"By my calculations, evening tuesday, maybe midday next, but this is our first trip out in open water, so we might end up slower."

"Make it so!"

The mouse jumped down from the table to enact the captain's orders with the crew.

"By the way, Union, I mean, Amanda," the koala relaxed and placed a hand on hers. "Ever since becoming captain, well, I've missed you and the others. What I'm saying is, if you and Takri want to spend tonight here… not an order or anything, I just… you know."

Amanda smiled and squeezed lightly at his sheath before heading to the door. "We'll see. I'll let Takri know too. She accidentally moaned your name when Witiker was eating her pussy the other night. Everyone misses you. I'm sure you could come join us if you wanted, Acting Captain Shull."

He blushed a bit and held his hand behind his neck. "Yeah, now that studying is slowed, I probably can. But this bed is huge, and soft, and I wanna try it out with you two."

Amanda opened the door and saluted her heart to him, "Open hearts and a steady path, captain."

He saluted back with a smirk, "you too, Union."
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