Wheeling Gull Isle a fájdalom a harag

The white one had replied of her origin, a place far from here with mountains. Sadie looked out towards the roaring sea, wishing to see such mountains. For all her life, she had only seen sand and sea. She had no problem with it in all honesty, but she wanted to explore more and see more land. Her ship at the moment was nice though, even with a somewhat rough captain.

Her own origin was questioned, Sadie cackled a bit. "Me home was close to her. I escaped though, the crew be full o' bastards" she started off, looking towards the white wolfess. "I got lucky to run off, the captain somewhat helped me" she said. "He takes a fancy to ye, don't he?" she asked, quite curiously. "A bastard though" She thought bitterly.