Swiftcurrent Creek The sun shines down from above

Kieran heard a noise and looked up as a female came towards him. Her pelt was due for a good lick, and she was incredibly malnourished and there were scars and such that littered her pelt. He was willing to bet there were more underneath the fur and the skin too, some probably deep in her chest imprisoned in her chest and her heart hidden from view.

Kieran listened to her words and his mouth twitched in a smile "A pirate yer say? Well oi'm de local Oirishman. kieran o'malley at yisser service." He gave her a small smile, he felt a kinship with her he hadn't in a long time. She had obviously walked through hell and back again just like him. "Oi'm gran' lassy 'owaya?"