Stavanger Bay Where is your rider

It was hard to find him after, and honestly, she wasn't hugely eager to upset the balance of sorts they had met in the last weeks.  But as his right hand, it was her task to back up his plays, and she could only do so if she understood why he called them like he did.  This one? It made no sense at present.

So she set about to catch @Smokestep one on one, and it was no easy feat.  She didn't want to bring up whatever this might end up in front of the crew; she had no idea how receptive their Captain was to questions anymore. A month ago she would have been sure in her place, but events had happened and now she got to stress a bit about it.  

She had to grin at that.  She was an impulsive creature, that was for sure, but she wasn't volatile less extremely pressed.  Like as not her fur was on edge for nothing.

Currently her steps led her along the borders of the territory, figuring perhaps he'd be found keeping his claim.  Made as much sense as anywhere else, and she'd already checked the shoreline.