Stavanger Bay this is heavy

It was with great satisfaction that Doe watched Murgash turn tail and retreat. A part of her began to feel guilty over how she'd treated the foreign nobleman - for it was surely a very different place that he came from - but Doe felt it was more important to have him fear her than think her polite.

A soft, long-suffering sigh escaped her as Murgash's hollered 'compliment' reached her ears. Instead of enraging her futher, Doe was slightly mollified at his apparent attempt to appease her. She was a shewolf who was easily won over by compliments.

Feeling much better after letting off some steam, Doe watched Murgash until he disappeared and then turned back to their meager cache. She would make this up to the male, but for now, she would sait herself on what they had availible. Maybe Szymon would bring her some snapper later on. Maybe the kind that Murgash spoke of, too.