Wheeling Gull Isle Not sure who I am

It was quite a lovely day for the rugged Sea Salt Sadie. She had happily eaten her share of the galley, consisting of a few crabs and a small bird. With her stomach (somewhat) filled, she had returned to the shore line. Her biggest quest for the day was to find a skull, yes a BIG skull. There weren't any coyotes around, so that was the problem. Perhaps if she scavenged around, maybe she would find something to please her liking.

It didn't take her long to find other small trinkets, shells and such. However, none truly interested her at the moment. She decided to dig, burying them and quickly covering them with sand. She would come back for those later. However, what caught her attention was another wolf nearby. The wolf was  nearly as large as the white one! Her crooked smile widened, deciding to head on over and give a good 'hello'.

"Ahoy matey!" she called out, walking over with her long legs. "Ye be new to the Bonechewers?" She asked aloud, coming closer.