Wheeling Gull Isle shipshape

Slight pp just let me know if you had other plans lol

She took her time in coming, or at least was not prompt enough for the impatient corsair, her drummed a paw against the ground as he waited. Her tongue touched his cheek and his fangs flashed forward against her own in a nip, an impish grin on dark lips. "Have ye been to me quarters?" He asked, stepping aside to lead her toward the northern slope of the boulder-strewn hill.

If she was to be his equal, and eventual wife (he felt this was a matter of time indeed), the Captain's quarters were no longer his alone. "They be yer quarters now too," he explained as the pair moved along. Though he was not keen to share his space, she was a bewitching creature and he would not argue too much with having her nearby for the entertainment of his gaze. That was assuming she was interested in sleeping in the quaint cave. Either way, his real purpose was to distract her from the shore until the tides could destroy the evidence that her companion was dead.