Stavanger Bay Code Black

"Ah those. Gotta watch out for the pinchers. I've seen them plenty of times before." In her pup hood, along the beaches of home, Tzila had many a time been on the receiving end of a nasty pinch. Over time, she had learned how to avoid such a hit, and ultimately disarm the crabs. Not many knew that she wasn't a half bad hunter of sea life.

Glancing back at him, she rolled her shoulders in a shrug. It was a far cry from the bitter and sometimes violent response others would receive. "Bad memories. Believe it or not, I really have tried to avoid the coast, up until now." She tilted her head, offering no real show of emotion. "And what of you? Where are you from?"