"What's supposed to be so great about pirate land?" Sakura had briefly read over accounts of Earth pirates after hearing mention of great wars between ninjas and pirates on Earth. She learned that these wars never happened, and were a largely fictitious invention from what she assumed was Marco's general century of existence, and also that pirates were much more like the reality she was familiar with back home.

Thieves and neverdowells, or those on hard times, banded together on boats instead of small groups on land. They had a tendency toward scurvy.

To be honest, Kittenland was more a whim of perplexity than an actual desire to see a place infested with kittens. Sakura still wasn't much of an animal person (amusing on several levels), and tended toward enjoying the more self-sufficient wildlife than the domestics. Part of her had simply wanted to see how one created a land devoted to a singular age of cat, and she wasn't sure if she was impressed, horrified, or as confused as when she first heard it existed on this bizarre world.

"Kitten Petting Corner." He had precious few seconds before Sakura, wearing a calculating look, was going to go lose herself examining what this petting corner could possibly look like. "Think they have kitten herding contests?" she muttered under her breath.