Stavanger Bay Heave a pawl, O heave away!

She raised a brow at the question, unsure how to process it. Norsamu wasn't one to think 'deeply,' and saw most for what it was. To see is to believe, and that is why she searches for the unknown treasure, to see if it is true. The sun set, and rose, but does it sleep? "Suppose it does!" It fell to the sea, so perhaps! She didn't dwell on it too much and left with that answer. 

She looked at her empty leaf and grinned, motioning herself to get up, "then follow I!" Her large body hefted upward, a soft shake of the sand that drifted between her black and white hairs. Her 'mane' especially gave a shake of movement, being more full then the rest of her furs. Norsamu momentarily stretched her limbs, before her sunset gaze drawn toward downward of the bay. She motioned Ali to follow by swishing her tail near where boulders lays, and started to move to that direction.

She momentarily looked back toward the comment, "thank ya!" Then turned forward toward where more rum would be.