Sea Lion Shores weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen!

In addition to a ship, he needed to amass himself a new crew. Some, he had invited along, but the rest he had left under the firm paw of his son. Partly to ensure that his flagship and name was not reduced to splinters in his absence, and partly because he was so self-assured he knew he could raise another crew without problem.

He travelled through the frost-smacked beach grasses just above the high water mark, hiding himself as he moved down the coast. His attention was piqued when he caught the faint sound of a female voice, and ah, yes, spotted a tawny one trotting down the shore. He was a hawk watching a mouse foraging for seeds, and he swooped down to cut her off.

"Avast!" he called. "Who are ye and where be ye goin'?"