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She affirmed that she had a cabin and Blurry nodded, though his eyes only briefly darted toward the mountain range she gestured at. The sea was a true pirate's calling and anything else lost his interest quickly, though he was sure her cabin was fine enough, even if it was on a mountain. "Wha's a Moonspurr," Blurry asked, but then he quickly switched gears and began to laugh raucously.

"Arrr, ye wee wench!" giggled the coywolf, shaking his head as if it was the funniest thing he had ever heard, "'M just a swabby, me cabin be the wide open beach an' surf. Swabbies ain't got cabins, ye 'member." She probably didn't remember, because she wasn't a pirate, but Blurryface wasn't thinking about that. "But me Cap'n Blackbeard, aye, he's got the finest cabin ye ever did see. The finest booty, too." He squinted one eye and widened the other and fixed it on Wildfire, and with a coy yellowed grin and a wave of his tail, he asked, "do ye wan' to see it?"