Stavanger Bay but you're lookin' lights out, turnin' me on

she speaks of a man she met, named sawney ( he internally cringed at the thought of trying to pronounce the poor man's name! ) who might be interested in saltshore.

in truth, rhaegal would be happy if they just managed to cobble together a small ragtag group ... but there was a strength in packs. an assurance in the safety of numbers.

and always, he thinks of vairë and their salt and sea bairns yet to even be conceived.

if ye think he'd be interested, than aye.

rhaegal watches with unbridled affection as his doewife gives a playful sneeze and prances a few feet away in a circle. rhaegal leisurely moves to close the distance, a playful growl rumbling low in his chest.