Wapun Meadow Oh, don't yiz hear the old man say?

Her journey always continued, always wandering, always on her feet, be it through summer or winter, she continued onwards, for treasure. Norsamu been through a few ruffles, a few packs, few flings, and before she knew it her third winter had arrived. She was still young and still on the move, Norsamu wanted to do what she could- forever. Unknowingly her paws started to backtrack the lands, ending up in a nearly familiar place. She nearly been in one pack within the particular wilds, and ended up in another; but all by the sea. However was not memorizable, thus felt like a new start to her.

The pirate ended up in a meadows, keeping away from the waters due to their chill. While having a thick mane, she still preferred to remain comfort within warmth- maybe with another.. Could be hormones talking, but while the season was here, she was not. However still would be wary, Norsamu had no desire for leeches, while she didn't mind them in general, if she had them, was another story. A selfless birth and an eternal give to the youngones, a fully-stop to her journey she did not want anytime soon. Though in a way she may count as a hypocrite, while not wanting a family, she doesn't mind joinin' a family here and there, a gang of wolves. As long as she ain't producing.

"O say was you ever in Rio Grande?
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's there that the river brings down golden sand
For we're bound for the Rio Grande

And away, boys, away
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's fare-you-well my bonny young girls
And we're bound for the Rio Grande

It's fare well to you all the girls of the town
A-weigh, you Rio!
You got our half-pay for to keep you around
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

She's a deep water ship and a deep water crew
A-weigh, you Rio!
You can keep to the coast but we're damned if we do
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

We was sick of the beach when our money was gone
A-weigh, you Rio!
And sign in this packet to drive her along
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!"