Dragoncrest Cliffs and release me

"do you see those long fins at his side?" the harlot purled. "they be not'ing more den fish wid fur, an' move like it as well." closer and closer now, the seal keeping the land hunters in sight of one round eye. "dey be very fat below de fur, as well. it takes two or more if you be wantin' to bring one down."
from bitter experience, it was also not well-advised to fight the seabeasts in their own watery climes; a wolf could not win for lack of breath. cinnamon ears flicked, and presently she shifted her attention to haunt, wondering what the girl would make of it.