Felester
The waters were particularly frigid this night. The stars hid behind dense clouds. A large wooden vessel wandered the vaste ocean. Its lights seemed to be floating ghostly in the darkness. Only miles from the ship was port. A large lupe held tightly to the port side of his ship. He was indeed captain. He closed his eyes, the wind and sea mist hitting his rough face.

How he loved the sea. The smell, the creatures, the adventures. He smiled, thinking of all the fun and trouble he would get into at port. It was always a mischevious adventure for him, his time at port. He opened his eyes, his crew doing a fine job of docking the ship.

Fine job men!" he said. It was a bit odd..seeing a canine run a ship of men. But this was something he had achieved in his lifetime. Felester, as he was called, was soon off the ship. "Aye..I love a good visit to port. Wonder what'll happen this time." he muttered to himself, finishing his sentence with a brisk chuckle. He walked on, getting ever so closer to the pubs.

Teralixia
Night had settled upon the land, the moon's face emitting light which dappled the wood planks that extended over the never-still waters of the sea; these planks were the only way that sailors could reach this land. A set of glowing auds watched in curiosity as a large vessel swayed upon the current, slowly coming to a halt in front of said port. Many gruff calls were emitted, most of them belonging to two-legged men. One such creature stood out among the group, though—he walked upon four limbs, sturdy paws carrying his lithe body dominantly. Surprisingly, he was the one to give most of the orders. He carried himself as if he was… captain. A faint smirk forming upon her thin charcoal lips, the hiding she-Lupe waited patiently for him to leave the ship.

Once he stood upon firm ground, the Lupe immediately headed in the direction of the town, which sported many a good pub. That of which, she had never been in. However, she had no need to—she was, after all, not a drinker. Instead, she lived off of the simple necessities that the land could offer. Water was, of course, plenty good to replenish her body. And for food… either she hunted, or she dropped by one of the multiple food joints in this small port town. Eyeing the proud Lupe carefully, waiting for him to pass far enough ahead of her, she finally ventured out of the shadows, revealing her small frame. As the moonlight shone upon her back, it showed a light teal pelt, which was well groomed. Intricate markings were placed intricately upon her legs and face, adding a bit of mystery to her.

Her feminine paws moved quickly as she followed the brute, otherwise hoping she would not be caught. Why was she acting so mysterious, though? She had seen him before; this was not the first time he'd entered this port. To those who had never seen him, they would suggest it anyway for the way he moved so easily through the town, as if he knew where everything was. Finally, he chose a pub, one that looked rather dangerous to the following she-Lupe. None-the-less, she would follow. She had gone this far, hadn't she? She had dared travel away from her dwelling to see this Lupe. She couldn't turn back now. Taking a deep breath, the teal-pelted wolf paused momentarily before pushing her way through the hefty wood swinging doors that blocked off the interior from the outside world.

Felester
Felester walked calmly into the pub. He had indeed been here many a time. He walked up to the bar, hoping atop a sturdy stool. It was comical, a lupe sitting upon a stool. He looked so uncomfortable. But he was indeed as comfortable as ever. He leaned against the wooden bar top, gesturing the bartender. "Give me eh glass of rum." he said serenly. It was indeed obvious that he was used to ordering from pubs. When the drink was presented to him he nodded, thanking the man, and flipped a dubloon in the air. The man caught it with ease. Within seconds Fel had drenched himself with rum. Putting the half empty goblet down, he noticed a figure among the rest.

Such a feminine frame. Surely she had gotten lost or wandered here by mistake. She didn't look like one to be in this sort of place. Taking one last chug, finishing his rum, he fell from his stool. Landing hard on the wooden floor. Not the impression he had wanted to give off. He growled at himself as he stood back up.

Shaking the dirt off himself he walked over to the female. The beads dangling from beneath his bandana gave off a quiet melody. "Well ello there." he said smiling. His coat had not been groomed and it was obvious. The smell of rum lingered on his breath. But somehow his positive traits seemed to overcome his negative ones.

He gave a sort of bow. "Me names Felester." He looked up into her eyes. "Captain Felester." He was indeed proud of himself, and somehow it was more than obvious.

Teralixia
Immediately, she spotted him. Or, more so, she spotted his beads, which caught the dim golden light in their grasp as they moved with the swish of his bushy head. He was quite a magnificent creature—that much was clear. However, something about him seemed to be… off. Though she couldn't place her tongue upon it, the she-Lupe simply watched him with interest. He chugged drink after drink, of what she suspected was rum. She was close enough to smell it, anyway. His hearty laugh sent a chill down hers spine. His voice was more masculine than she expected. Looking over his bodice once more, she realized how very much of a pirate he was. He was… forbidden, it seemed, untouchable. And, though he was not groomed and rather rough looking, she seemed to be drawn to him. Hopefully, he wouldn't spot her staring, that would be awful embarrassing.

Suddenly, though, just as she had thought such, it came true. His glowing blue auds seemed to make contact with hers for a moment, searching her soul. The teal-pelted fae froze where she was, though quickly adverted her gaze. Perhaps she should just go now. A thump vibrated through the small pub; a few of the loud laughs seemed to die down for a moment. She still couldn't look up, though, for she had trained her eyes upon an odd plank of rustic wood, which was nailed so sturdily to the floor. The smell of rum soon reached her nostrils, causing them to flare in slight disgust. Why was she even in here? This wasn't the place for her. No, she should just run back to her cave, like the pathetic little Lupe she was. Surprisingly, though, a voice reached her ears.

Well ello there."

Daring to avert her gaze from the floor, the dainty, lithe fae suddenly found herself face to face with the captain of the ship that had so quickly captured her interest. "Me name's Felester," he told her in a matter-of-fact tone, pride dripping from it with every syllable pronounced. This little introduction was unnecessary, though—she already knew of his name. Yes, she had learned it the very first time he had come to this port, which seemed like so long ago. She could remember it now, actually. She had been about the same age, but obviously a few moons younger, and she was spying upon the ships, curiosity overriding sensibility and rationality. She had seen him then, his obvious dominance catching her eye. She had found that she liked him then, and talking to him now didn't change her mind.

Felester," she whispered, letting the name roll around on her tongue. Meeting his gaze, she swished her tale back and forth nervously. "My name is Tera… Teralixia." She whispered, a wiry smile once again appearing upon her delicate face.

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