Stavanger Bay don't touch my juul

He didn't reside here, nor did he know that anyone else did either. Bat's lips pursed. If there were two random strangers meandering around the bay, then surely there wasn't a pack forming here. Her nose must've told her wrong the last time.

She shook her head at his question. "Nope. I actually live in the coconut grove west of here. My partner—" Whoa, where had that word come from? She supposed it was true in a lot of ways, though it definitely gave the wrong impression. Nonetheless, Bat decided to roll with it. "—and I are forming a pack there."

And she was out here to find recruits. Bat's silver eyes tracked over her new acquaintance once more. He looked hale. But before she attempted to drag him back with her, she supposed she should ask, "What's your name? I'm Bat."