Gilded Bay a place in the sun

Given how grumpy Goldhawk was about living here and not in some handsome seaside packland like what he imagined Donnelaith to be, he could only give a dull shrug to the first question. It wasn't very sociable of the gold-furred ranger for sure, but he was feeling a little fed up at the moment. But all that was forgotten at the next question — the grey stranger got his full attention as Goldhawk stood upright, ears erect, eyes alert. A raid?! When was this? I didn't hear about any bally raid or I'd have been on it sure as fluff on a bunny's behind. You're speaking to Sergeant Goldhawk, sah, friend to Donnelaith, albeit one who is jolly well out of the loop! You biffed away said invaders, I trust?!