Neverwinter Forest and I know that when the flood comes, honey,

Seastorm quickly found that she wasn't hungry at all. This didn't stop her from picking the fish apart, meticulous but markedly slow as she separated the larger bones for later use and ate the rest.

Catamaran's demands for attention frustrated her halfway through the fish. She didn't begrudge him this insistence, though; it was informative. Seastorm abandoned her reluctant meal in favor of rolling back toward him onto her side, aiming another series of nips at his face.

I was raised by the sea in the east, She corrected him between attempting to chew his face off. I earned my name there.