Sighing out in pleasure over seeing land again, even if it is polluted by a city and humans and squalor. The towers and culture meaning little to me, as I don my lovely cloak around my shoulders and to make sure that my front is still fully exposed. Giving myself a wolfish grin as we finally dock and meet one of the quarter masters. Giving him a shake of my hips at him and giving him a equally nice slutty smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Say Mister Harbor Master, where can a lonely sexy wolfgirl go to find a part-time job? One where I could apply my flesh for the desires of men?"</strong>Asking in such a adorable innocent voice all the while, looking off to the side and blushing a little in genuine embarrassment.