Wheeling Gull Isle The beach is too dry, where is the rum?

As the two awaited the captain's answer, his response was straightforward. She said she would die for the captain, and so she did fulfill her promise! Sadie snickered at the poor lass, frightened and probably wanted to run. Or tried to put up a fight and failed terribly. Hearing the command of the captain, Sadie nodded her head and looked towards her partner.

She wondered if the white woman would become a cannibal and eat her own kind. Sadie looked down at the beheaded corpse and thought about what she would do. She turned her attention back to the white one. "Help ye self if ye want, I'm going to take some of the meat to the galley and come back for the bones" she offered, lowering her head and starting to tear off a few chunks of the meat.

Partially she didn't want to get on the higher-ranked woman's bad side or in her way. No, Sadie respected the rankings of the crew and thought nothing more than respecting those who held more power close to the captain's. Sadie was busy at work though to rip away the fur and disassemble the appendages. Wolf meat didn't taste any different, it tasted better than the rats she used to eat.