Stavanger Bay the drink of the Gods

Saucy was had finished her morning patrols, and since then had been wandering the Stormrift bay in search of whatever. Something fun and interesting mostly; she thought to howl for a spar partner, perhaps Ford for another test of her prowess, or Dalia if she wanted an easy win to boost confidence. Instead she found herself following the scent of a packmate she hadn't gotten the time to hang out with yet. The pirate one, Norrington or something like that.

When the white lioness came across the black and white she wolf, the woman was talking to herself. Lookin forward to what bro? she asked, forgoing the whole greeting thing as she was genuinely curious.

thanks for starting!