Wheeling Gull Isle The Bagman's Gambit

Sadie was walking along the Flats, the salty wind was bellowing in her ear but it was just white noise. Her crew had been doing fine lately, besides she was on a treasure hunt for her captain. The shoreline was bound to have shiny objects that could be valuable, she just knew it. Her pace was slow, muzzle close to the wet sand to scan the ground for anything that caught her eye.

Nothing was very interesting to her, she growled in annoyance. The captain wouldn't be pleased if she came back empty-handed. Her eyes stayed peeled as they scanned the ground until something flat and disk-like caught her attention.

She hurried over to it and saw the print of the stone. It looked like a star, what was it? She took a closer look and saw that it was a sand-dollar! She yipped in glee and picked up the disk into her jaws, careful to not cut her tongue on the edges. The captain was sure to be pleased by her find, this treasure was too good to be true. 

Despite her happy search, something caught the rusted's attention. Another one alike herself was walking along the side of the Tidal Flats. Automatically, her tail was led sky-high, an unseen gracefulness set into her soul as she approached the unknown wolf with a quick-paced trot.

She was never one to be a lady, she knew that well about herself. Sadie was a rusted woman who could outwit anyone (to her own opinion), but she knew when to flee or not. The woman kept her stature high as she approached the loner.

As she came closer, her jaw extended itself to speak while dropping the treasure near her front paws. "Avast! Who are ye and why ye near the Bonechewer's ship?"