Stavanger Bay Taking it’s Toll

Idly, he followed after Eartha's trail as she wound her way up the coast line, out of self interest, mostly. Trouble had a way of finding her, and the kind of trouble she was involved in almost always involved violence...and Kingsley wanted in on it. Besides, she, of all the crew, would most likely be the one who was most sure about young Alizarin's whereabouts.

He paused as he caught sight of her form up ahead, following her gaze to the other agouti-looking wolf who was heading in their direction. He almost made to call out before a tall shadow just beyond the other caught his eye. Ah, this would be interesting. Closing the distance between he and his Captain, Kingsley swaggered up to her side with his usual lopsided grin. "Greetings, mateys!" he hollered to them jovially.