Blackbeak Bluff Kicking The Dirt

"No?" He was surprised. He was starting to get the sense that his pirate upbringing was a rather different affair than Smoke and hers.

That was not a bad thing.

"I'll tell you about my raids." Raptor stated as the pair continued their casual lope toward the tidepools. Having a heart to heart with Sandpiper about his past was not even on his radar, so regaled her with tall tales instead. He painted raids to be exciting adventures, wherein he was a badass (of course). In his tales he was a sneaky and cagey thief who could snatch a chick from beneath a hen's ass without her knowing, and he was a cagey brawler who lured a shark into the shallows and then lured a wolf to those shallows so the shark could eat the wolf and spit out its left fang for him to keep as a trophy...

She probably never believed a word he said, but she let him spin his stories until they were chowing down on urchins.