Treasure island

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Siv had a tendency to trust those she came in contact with. She had, so quickly, been invited by Osprey to join her in her treasure hunt, that all thoughts of hostility had completely vanished from her mind. It was not as though she expected the grey-furred female to turn on Siv and attack her, but – in truth – she knew very little about the stranger she had found digging for things on the bank. Her trust for Osprey had carried her so far that she had not found a reason to disbelieve her when she told Siv that there was no way to fail at a treasure hunt, and therefore, it did not need an explanation. The coywolf girl had simply shrugged it off and accepted it for what it was.
When her companion had made herself comfortable in the sand opposite the Savoy girl, Siv peered at her with an expectant look. Then, when the female revealed that a good treasure-hunter never gave away their best places, Siv nodded her head with a scrutinizing frown and a slightly Mafioso expression on her slender face. “Okay, see, that’s a damn good tip. I’d be sharing my treasure spots all willy nilly with everyone,” she explained to her companion. Then, the subject turned to something that would always interest Siv. Osprey brought up the subject of a Jolly Jagger, and the way she had poised it made it seem as though she was prepping Siv for a story.
“Noo sir-ee-bob, I have not! Bring it on,” Siv exclaimed with several wags of her tail against the earth and a wide grin planted on her tapered muzzle.