Stavanger Bay Mr.Boombastic

Smokestep listened to Engel with a pleased smile that played at the corners of his mouth. It was good to hear that the aspiring lookout was enjoying the time he’d spent with Awinita. The Captain cocked his head to the right and cast the reddish wolf a questioning look, once he had finished speaking. “Ye’ve been spendin’ some good time wit Awinita then?” the marauder asked, still maintaining a smile. “Do ye two got somethin’ goin’ on there?” The second question was far more suggestive than he would have liked, but he did not attempt to amend the inquiry. After all, he felt he had a right to know what his crew was up to and how they felt about each other. More than this, Smokestep would have liked to see pups the next year around if they should make it that far ahead.