Gilded Bay The Cool Seaspray

The wolf Engel was already eager for his first tasks. Smokestep admired the confidence and the exuberance that was demonstrated by his newest companion. The pale pirate fixed the other male with a thoughtful expression before he motioned down the coast some ways. “Ye say ye like ta travel, aye? Wot say ye venture down the coast some an' see if we've got us some neighbors,” the corsair suggested with a swift nod of his own skull. It would provide the newest recruit a means of stretching his limbs and would also grant some evidence of other packs that had made a home along the shores. The pale Captain wanted to be sure that he knew where he stood on the ocean and that he knew where the others were stationed as well.