Stavanger Bay beats made of bongos and shakers

Saucy giggled when Dalia replied seriously, and declined as politely as possible. It had been a joke really, but Dalia’s response was so very Dalia. Your loss babe, she replied, as they continued to walk their patrol.

Saucy frowned slightly at Dalia’s question, not because she didn’t want to talk about anything, but because she didn’t come from a pack. Just a little family. Were they a pack? Maybe, but nothing like the ones here. She thought for a second, then replied, I don’t have a pack before Stormrift. Just a mom and a dad and sibs. Saucy’s childhood had been that of a nomad, her family went where the food was good.