Stavanger Bay ready to sail ya seadogs

Embry inclined his head, piqued by the she-wolf's uncommon background. He offered a sympathetic nod when she mentioned her being an orphan, though he could only wonder what rambunctious pair could have conceived this brazen woman. The thought brought a small grin to his lips. There was nothing better than an outgoing personality. Every wolf needs a friend that's unpredictable.

When the questions lighted upon himself, he was quiet for a moment; pensive. That was a hard act to follow, after all, and it wasn't within his character to expound much upon his own origins. 

"Ever heard of Boa-yi Bay?" He laughed dubiously. "Probably not. I grew up there with just about all the siblings one could ever want." - there was a rueful smile there - "I prefer to say I ran away." 

And he nudged her shoulder. "Now what's this about scally-wags, eh? Care to share an adventure or two with this poor ol' renegade?"