Stavanger Bay Don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash.

Zig gave a polite nod at her returned greeting. Pretty name for a pretty wolf, he thought. When she mentioned food, he perked up as he realized he was also really hungry. He also didn't feel like hunting and was glad she had suggested finding something in one of their stashes. 

Food sounds great, Zig replied with another grin. And some rum, too, if you're game he added, chuckling. He loved rum just as much as he loved fruit. Maybe he loved fruit because he loved rum? Either way, he could really go for a good drink with a pretty wolfess right now. As he waited for her answer, he began to lead the way, his tail wagging a little behind him.