Sea Lion Shores i can not boast

Too bad for him, that inch he started running off with pulled taut and snapped before he made ten paces, let alone ten miles. She plucked him down from his pedestal and took a seat on it herself. She just about had him. It was apparent in his blank stare and swishing tail that he had fully unfurled his sails in the anticipation of a strong wind, only to find himself dead in the water. But the swarthy corsair was nothing if not stubborn. He grabbed a paddle and took another go at it.

"Aye," he exhaled deeply. "I understand." Raptor bobbed his head in slow and tender way one does when expressing sympathy. "When I know I can't have something, I always try to convince myself it's not that great, too. Makes it easier t'deal with." Smirk smirk smirk. "It's ok, lass. One of these days you'll have more lads around yer arse than flies and ye won't be so desperate for a glimpse of the kraken."

SMIRKETY SMIRK SMIRK SMIRK.