Wheeling Gull Isle a fájdalom a harag

Hope you don't mind me coming in :D

Sadie was sitting on the shoreline, her eyes closed but mind open. The salty air was blowing against her, not in a rough way, but not too gentle either. The wench  sighed and stared off towards the crashing waves and lapping tides. "What be ye problem Calypso?" She asked quietly and curiously, her head tilting itself in the slightest manner. The sea goddess was sending Sadie mixed images, feelings, and signs. Something was going to happen?

By all means Sadie would follow the signs, but she was a bit suspicious about what it meant. Oh well, she could dwell on it a bit later. Her attention was brought to another wolf who was walking along the shore, white fur like the monstrous one had before. Sadie wondered who it was, she hadn't seen her before nor greeted. Well, she was a wench just like Sadie, what could be the downside of meeting her? Of coarse, Sadie wouldn't call her that.

"Ahoy! May I ask who ye be?" She called out, quite curious. Sadie looked the woman over quickly, seeing that her thigh was torn, along with her ear and cheek. "Yeesh, ye got an ass-whooping!" She thought quietly, wondering who did that to the white woman.