Stavanger Bay i would appreciate it if you did not wash your socks in my coffee

That title omg xD

Julep trailed her way down from the forest to the beach to have some 'me time' with the waves, hoping she would find something in the water to play with and rip a couple limbs off of something. So far life with the crew was hardly eventful, and with the death of Piper she didn't really have much energy to actually get to know the crew and get involved in the lifestyle. But just as that thought crossed her she caught sight of the dark-masked wolf that had evaded her the other day. She got it, he hadn't been in the mood talk to anyone and she was nobody to barge in his life, but today he seemed far friendlier just by looking at him.

She noticed he was sniffing around at something which by the smell of it could be nothing other than fruit. What's that? she asked (not yet familiar with the concept of rum) as she took a glance, hoping that this time she wouldn't get the tail.

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