Stavanger Bay To be rollicking randy dandy-O!

She noticed the glance toward her prized drink, and only widened a grin at the wolf. Norsamu didn't mind the company, and usually showed strangers the upmost friendly charisma; a wide grin and a boisterous laughter. Why bother being wary over every single wolf? Might as well enjoy the banter between buddies. Though... A fight is nice once in a while. However rum was far more important. 

"A sibling aye?" She hadn't come across any wolves that looked similar.. "well ya will find them eventually. Might as well enjoy ya'self durin' the journey!' The maned wolf cackled loudly, "lassy take a swing! Enjoy the beauty of thy sea!" Her paw slapped the ground wildly near the leaf while she happily laughed. It was like an echo in the bay, for it seemed like no one but them were around in the moment. In the distance was the slight sound of gulls and the splashing of the waves that hit the sand with a gentle force. It looked like a beautiful day.

"Nay, ain't own no land. Norsamu the name, just a free traveller of wanders and rumors."