You have goat to be kiddin me

Deluge allowed her self to look impressed when Charlton mentioned taking on a polar bear. It was no small feat, and those things could get cranky when the seals were scarce, or so she'd heard. They continued to consider the volcano and she kept her companionable grunts and hmms going when he explained that he thought the volcano was dormant. That was probably for the best. She smiled easily, her tail waving at her back as he mentioned that he might come and visit. “As long as I'm there, I'll vouch fer any o' yis tha' want ter visit. If we leave before then though,” She tipped her nose up at the distinctive white and grey bird with the yellow mask across her face and the wobbly bits that rested on either side of her beak, “I'll send tha' cranky thing ter give yer an idea of where we're headin'.” It would be a good chance for the crochety girl to stretch her wings as scream at someone else for a change.

“I'm thinkin' I'll try an' set up some sorta transport or tradin' gig, give us a chance ter get ter know the neighbours.” There was a glint of mischief in her grin, and it wouldn't be unreasonable to assume that perhaps not all of their trades would be in the best interest of their customers, or that trading would be all they had in mind. After all, she was born a pirate, and maybe there was just a tinge of indelible villainy in her blood.

When it came to his apology though, she shrugged it off with what could best be described as a 'shit-eating' grin, closed eyes and full of teeth, a snicker leaving her nose as much as from behind her clenched teeth. “Eh, no 'ard feelin's, I'da stabbed me too.” She quipped back, seeing how it probably looked when they'd snuck off to keep shoving each other around after the fighting was done for all the others.

Taking a deep breath of the cliff top air, she allowed her smile to melt away and her sigh to take on a slightly more dramatic edge. “I reckon our time 'ere is comin' ter an end, dear Charlie,” She even managed to look pained at their impending parting, “I must away, lest the ocean swallow me up on m' way back'ter land.” Her tone sung of what a tragedy that might be to the world as a whole, but her grin was carefree despite her forelorn tone. “Until we meet again, ey?” One way or the other, Deluge was going to make her presence known, meeting again was inevitable as far as she was concerned.

“Speech”