Coconut Grove I'm gonna fight the moon

She was partially relieved then when a wolf came padding on the shore towards her. Eartha remained still, staring ahead at the shore, even as her ears flickered in the woman's direction. The woman's accent reminded her of Tortuga, but she was not of it. Not that she knew of. Eartha nodded and grunted in agreement. That she is, she rumbled. She turned her head to the woman then, as the distance between them was closed. You want something of me, then? Conversation, perhaps?