[Sodium_noir] a Company of Wolves

[Spikey]

Korben, Nez, Poe
Bone Gnawer, Uktena, Raven spirit
The Isle of Crabs

If this was a cursed boat, it was best to stay away from it, Nez knew. 
Of course, she had no intention of doing that.

<<Go check it out,>> she said to Poe. <<I want to get a better look at 
it. But don't get too close; it might bite.>>

Poe was just about to take off; Nez' comment made him pause and look 
back at her. <<Really?>>

<<Probably not,>> she admitted. <<But be careful anyway.>>

Poe swept out over the bay, circling the boat a few times. The usual hinderence over the bay, namely those common seagulls, seemed interestingly absent from this piece of sky.

After a while he came back.

<<"You're right!">> he cawed. <<"Smells all wrong. The water sizzles when they drop the pipes in, like its covered in something. Sherbert perhaps?">>

He started examining the ground for another meal.

<<"The men look a bit odd too. Head to toe in stinking rubber, not this years fashion!">>
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