Ariel awoke expecting to feel to soft sand beneath her, instead she awoke to a hard, splintering wood floor. Her hand soon rose to her head and felt the whelp that was starting to bulge from the top of her skull. The read hair that she contained was the only thing that covered it.
It was very dark in the room, but moonlight shone into the ship from a window on the side. The only thing around she could see was boxes and crates, full of God knows what.
She crawled over to the window and was about to break it out, when she realized that it was just a barred window. No panes of glass, just a metal + covering space in the wood. This meant that she was above the water, probably on the deck cabin, but she didn't know what that was. She was just happy to be alive.
"Oh what am I to do?"
At those words she heard footsteps outside a door that she had yet to notice. Soon the door slowly opened, and in came another hardy looking sailor, carrying with him a plate, and cup of sea-water.
"Umm... the captain has sent me with sum food for ye miss. We are not too sure bout what you eat, but we figure you living in the sea and all would be eatin fish. It's cooked, but I'm sure you would like it all the same and I...."
"I eat seaweed."
"What?"
"Seaweed... I eat seaweed."
"I would be sure to let the captain know that miss, but for now this is all we have."
The hardy looking sailor set the food down in front of her and left out the same door he came in. Immediately after the door had closed, Ariel rushed at it and tried to force it open... It wouldn't budge.
She was tired, sickly, and out of luck. So she sat down in front of her food and took the cup of water, pouring it over her body as the moon gleamed against her making her body shine. Now she was eyeing the fish, she hated to do this, but she was just so hungry, and she wouldn't starve, she wouldn't. She took the fish in her hand and started to eat.