Ocean's Breath Plateau six vices become wrath

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so. they had known one another, and the woman who had come for rosalyn had been another redhawk. but the crone with pups in tow had left the pack, and now sought their own fortune. her two-toned eyes blinked, and she turned the line of her slim muzzle toward the corsair, seeking her lover's gaze.
they had been undecided as to where to go, as of yet, and they could not remain so close to the pack who threatened rosalyn's safety. while she did not appreciate the tension between the pair, it seemed they had little choice. "we have a common enemy, den," the harlot observed dryly. "i not be opposed to travelin' nor't as well, but dis bad blood between de two of you need to settle first." it was up to rosalyn, she supposed, as she had no fight with the dark-headed wolfess unless it was offered to the pirate.