Gilded Bay I'm making my claim

he barked after her, and postured, but she didn't see how he composed himself.

zharille was done with her investigation. this man was not the kind of beast she was hunting for, and besides, he was like a toothy child more than a real man. real men slept beneath the stars.

she carried on her strutting until well out of sight, finding her way to the sand again, and carrying on up the bay without looking back.