Sequoia Coast doberman pharaoh

To summon the Captain was to ensure he met you in foul temper. It was the right of his rank to do the summoning, to order and to command, to bid and be obeyed. He had no humor, no patience, for being called. Yet, he was a curious pirate, and nearly stupid in his belief that he was close to unstoppable, especially upon his own shores, so he marched boldly toward the wolf who asked for him.

It was a sizeable fellow, dark of coat and well groomed. Ferahgo was immediately suspect of him, for he had no reason to think one of this stature would be looking to serve under his flag. "What do ye want?" barked the corsair as he halted, some distance back, in front of the lone male. He wore, as usual, an ugly scowl.