Wheeling Gull Isle tidal, tired, trying

Oh yeah? He spoke up about Ruvik, the smaller flighty, skittish male which he had met previously. While I can be pretty quiet, I admit, he might have me there in the stealth skills. He spoke, admitting the skills which @Ruvik had openly. If anything, having those under the scouting rank more in touch with sneaking around, others quick to get messages across, and others good with diplomacy, well, that meant having a well rounded team. This, which any Lead Scout and its pack as a whole would benefit from. 

I'm more of your well... ambassador, of sorts. A figure-head. And quite the fighter, too, which is why he had been sent to Neverwinter to make warriors kid them. He was best suited as a guardian during scouting missions and travel to other packs. He protected the precious cargo. But that was all something he needed not explain. Surely Oleander would know in time, should he stick around. 

These here are our tide pools. He motions out  to the open ocean. When tide is in, the ocean water covers this area. All kinds of fish and crustaceans will swim around these rocks perhaps for food, shelter... then when the tide goes out, the water lowers. He explains as he steps up towards one of the pools of water, a crab nestled into the sands within. He motions Oleander forward to him. Some of the creatures get trapped in the pools and become our lunch.