Saucy was had finished her morning patrols, and since then had been wandering the Stormrift bay in search of whatever. Something fun and interesting mostly; she thought to howl for a spar partner, perhaps Ford for another test of her prowess, or Dalia if she wanted an easy win to boost confidence. Instead she found herself following the scent of a packmate she hadn't gotten the time to hang out with yet. The pirate one, Norrington or something like that.
When the white lioness came across the black and white she wolf, the woman was talking to herself. Lookin forward to what bro?
she asked, forgoing the whole greeting thing as she was genuinely curious.
thanks for starting!
Saucy was immediately taken aback by the words that came out of the barbarian’s mouth. Ahoy. Lassy. She had only heard words like this used ironically in stories about sea wolves, but this lady was legit! Wowza, this was way too cool. Saucy missed a lot of the meat in what the black and white wolf said, she was mostly hung up on how she sounded, a smile spread across her maw. Dude I like your accent,
she half said aloud half whispered to herself.
The warrior caught the last section, something about delicious, and she watched the woman gesture at the dried up stuff on the ground. She assumed that meant she wanted to eat that stuff, but it wasn’t good till next year. She gave a slow nod, mentally trying to figure out who the fuck eats leaves. Cool,
was all she ended up saying, deciding with finality that this lady was hardcore. What do those leaves taste like?
she asked eyes aglow with that curious burn.
Saucy squinted a bit at being called a nice lass, she'd never been called that before. You're welcome,
she replied, with a sort of smile on her face. This lady was cool, not only was she a pirate, but she also approved of Saucy. Right on!
Saucy's question was responded to with near offense, the girl's eyes widened with surprise at the sudden slap of the ground. The black and white and white wolf explained that Saucy had it all wrong, it was not the leaves that she wanted but the drink she could get from the fruits. Saucy had only ever drunk water or coconut juice, naturally when the time came, she would have to try this 'stuff of dreams' as well. Her tail began to wag slowly, When can we get some of that then,
she asked, shaking her fluffy white head as a breeze passed them.
Oh, so that’s what the woman had been saying to herself earlier, about spring and waiting and whatnot. Shame, Saucy was all about trying new things. She grinned again at the aye, and replied with a hearty, Aye!
just to try it on. She moved forwards to inspect the dried fruits and leaves, sniffing at them with her black nose. They certainly had a faint pungent smell, she was truly disappointed she wouldn’t get to try some of this fancy dream juice until spring.
So you got a name Captain Fruits?
Saucy asked, looking up at the black and white wolf again. It was ironic that she asked for her name, when she’d already come up with one.
Norsamu, sounded piratey too. Saucy really wanted to know where her captain fruits had come from, she imagined a some island out in the middle of the ocean, with fruit on every tree and everyone singing sea shanties. Wherever Norsamu was from must’ve been epic. The black and white woman laughed at her own joke, Saucy chuckled along with her. I used to to travel around too, but I’m a warrior, not an adventurer,
she stated. For her, exploring was no occupation, just a hobby. Fighting, now that was the real deal.
She was asked her name, Saucy,
she said with a wink.
A warrior, aye!
she confirmed enthusiastically, then giggled a little. This was fun, acting like a pirate. She wouldn’t mind hanging around Norsamu one bit. She smiled at Norsamu’s little jab at Ford, or as Saucy liked to call him, Big Bitch. That nickname was only to be revoked once he’d taught her how to fight in the water, no sooner.
Captain Fruit commented on Saucy’s name, the girl replied in a her low and laidback tone, Nah, Sweet’s my brother. Trust me I didn’t get the name Saucy for being sweet,
a smirk lit her lips.
It may have been a compliment, being called a sweetie, but for Saucy it just left a wierd taste in her mouth. Sweetie. Blegh. Saucy sure hoped that wasn't the vibe she was putting out into the world, she might have to correct the way she introduced herself. Badass, that was her preferred title. Certainly she'd be asking Dalia later whether or not she thought Saucy was a sweetie or a badass; Dalia could always be counted on to clear up these things.
Her distaste for the phrase was only animated in a faint narrow of her brows, other than that she let it be. It was, meant to be a compliment after all. She smiled again when Norsamu asked about other siblings, Spicy, no Salty. Yeah my parents were... wild,
she said with a low chuckle. The Soleil's might not've been the best at giving their kids a normal childhood, but they had definitely taught them how to have a good time.