Stavanger Bay Taking it’s Toll

They seemed like a productive duo. If the second male—Kingsley, so he was called—hadn’t mentioned his companion as his Captain, he would’ve considered allowing them to join the ranks. Though, it appeared they had a little coalition of their own. Where the rest of their brood, or territory was, he did not know. He made a note to inquire about it later. The fact they had chosen to intrude upon the border had not been forgotten, however. He did not want to let them go without further discussion.

Why’re you seeking this.. Rusalka? He asks.