Blackwater Islands rest your weary bones

Salish listened intently, her jaw slightly agape, until she hurried to close it. She was not sure what to make of Galateia. The female had to be at least one year old, old enough to have somewhat of a history. Yet, she claimed to remember nothing of her time before Akantha had found her. 

I see, she said gently. Salish wondered if something may have happened to Galateia that had marred her perception and her memories. Even so, the pearl she-wolf obviously believed what she was telling Salish, and in turn, the golden girl felt it would be unkind, even disrespectful, to challenge it. She only wished for the well-being and happiness of her sisters, and if this tale was what Galateia believed of herself, then so be it. 

Well, I'm glad you're here. It was good of Akantha to bring you here. She's good to us all, she spoke in a sober tone.

Have you any trades? It was a common topic, but an interesting one, and one worth talking about.