Blacktail Deer Plateau shiver my timbers (join)

To Kraken's surprise, the landlubbing male seemed to know exactly who (and what) the sirens were after his explanation. A cold lance of icy fear seemed to cut into the boy's gut again—perhaps they would find him here after all. The older wolf didn't seem concerned, however, beyond the juvenile's general well-being. Kraken tried to force himself to remain calm, and his pretending gave way to truth as he exercised it.

"I be fine, just a wee famished," he assured the male, "I left th' sirens four nightfall ago, 'n left Tortuga a pair 'o moons before that." It was a roundabout way of explaining his timeline, but Kraken didn't have the strongest grasp of time quite yet. "Me mom had us at th' tail-end 'o summer," he continued to answer the older male's questions.

Kraken knew he could return to Tortuga, not if it meant drawing close to the Aegean Cove's borders again, and he didn't think landlubbing crews would want to provide him an escort. His mother hadn't gone looking for him after his capture, either, so he wasn't too keen on returning to that particular life. He was sure would return someday, when he was older, to check in on Bones.

"I be an expert fisher, but I can also hunt small prey like rabbits 'n turtles," he shared earnestly. He was still too young to be able to take larger game down on his own, but that should be obvious. "Ye'd have me loyalty fer life, cap'n," Kraken continued seriously, "A wolf 'o Tortuga always repays his debts, 'n I'll owe ye me life."