Sea Lion Shores weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen!

As the rusty woman made her way down the coastline, the wind was bristling itself against her back. A crooked smile embedded itself onto her face, Calypso was giving her courage to move on. The crashing waves were the only noises she could hear. Perhaps today was the day to find a ship and a crew. Her last one was bombarded with native thieves who killed off anything that was living. Sadly, this included Sadie's family.

Calypso must've been watching, the Hispanic woman heard a voice call out to her. Avast, it was another wolf! The tawny woman instinctively have him her crooked and threatening smile. He asked for her name and where she was heading to.

"Sadie Sea Salt, toughest lass you'll ever see!" Sadie spoke without her accent, her voice hoarse and gruff. She let out a few coughs to try to clear it up from salt. "And who might Ye be? Another straggler walkin' ashore? Did Calypso send you off onto a search for lan' and a crew?" She asked in a curious tone, taking more steps towards the man.