Wheeling Gull Isle Castaways and Cutouts

Now, with a proper introduction, the wolf considered the captains offer in full. Though he knew nothing about himself, he felt he wasn't necessarily the following type. A fate of loyalty and servitude felt like unpleasant fate indeed, but the pang of hunger and the will to survive overpowered any of the wolf's will to say otherwise. And anyhoo... plunder sure sounded nice.

He nodded in acceptance.  "Sure. Why not?" agreed the wolf with a nonchalant and somewhat dazed shrug of the shoulders. "I mean— I've got nothing else to do."