Moonsong Glacier Come sail away

"Ye don't say..." Raptor arched his brows and bobbed his head. He was reminded of Sandpiper's quip about flying her flag for the other ship, and let his mind drift back to that with his new crewmate inserted into the fantasy. Roz was a fine looking lass after all; certainly better kept than most of the coastal canines he ran into or with.

"Not that long," He informed her. "I don't track time much, eh, a few weeks or more I figure. Smoke's been roamin', he's probably rustled up more crew that I don't know about. There's an alright bay further south that he's claimin' for his ship, used t' belong to his father."