The Sentinels Randy Dandy O

ooc- sorry for the late and crappy reply, it's currently midnight where I'm at lol

She felt the wind rush through her as she indulged, bringing in and bringing back the tide. The scent of salt was strong yet subtle, as if it was old perfume that the Ocean wore for years. Sadie enjoyed the smell, often she asked in it and often believed she smelt like salt too.

her head was still lowered while she cleaned her crab, though something caught her attention. She was not able to hear well from the loud coast, but the change in scents caused her to life her gaze and turn to see another approach. Automatically, Sadie lifted her hackles in defense, lowering herself over let catch to guard it.

however, it came to mind that the other was not here to plunder, she was here to chat. The wench relaxed after seeing no current movement from the female, letting out a soft breath. The female spoke a word that was not new to Sadie's vocabulary, but it was rarely used. The fact that she greeted with "hail" was confusing to Sadie, but she decided it was just another way to greet.

"ahoy lass." She replied back to her with a swish of her plume and a smooth facial expression. She tilted her head a bit as she listened to the other woman talk of the sea, how it continued to provide even when times like winter was hard to find food. Sadie nodded her head. "Land fails, the sea always provides" she spoke in her ragged and hoarse voice, though the topic of the sea made her seem a bit happier to talk with. She looked towards Doe with her curious golden eyes. "What brings ye to the coast?"