So Dante knew he had a bit of an advantage when it came to The Typhoon's territory, in that he could swim in and breathe the ocean water, whereas Jormungand likely had to rely on some other way to sneak in. Or - Dante could try to slither in first to distract the pirates and then Jor could rush in. Either way, Dante was going to have a blast; there was no intention of hurting anyone in this little mini-raid, mostly just a little fuck-around, but if he had to defend himself then he would.

Dante leapt into the ocean, pressing his wings close to his body as he went under the water, swimming towards The Typhoon's beach. He poked his head out of the water occasionally to make sure he was still correct on his target - the Tavern, before diving back under and swimming.

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Normally the young canid like creature was hang around the Tempest because it as the coolest thing she had ever seen. She wished it moved cause like she couldn't swim in really deep waters. Drowning didn't seem like the best way to go out but at least she was able to walk around the structure and find small treasures. She was at the moment discovering the thing she could that made her be able to see so far away. It was a telescope but she didn't know that. She instead was just looking at everything, zooming in and out like there was no tomorrow till she saw some strange things in the water. Curious she stuck her tongue out the side of her maw as she tried to focus her new bobble. One was actually hovering over the water and she kind of dismissed the other as just some weird looking fish. Truth be told she had never seen hybrid creatures wher she had come from.

Jumping from the ship she made her way closer and closer to where she thought she had seen the guy and narrowing her eyes at the hovering figure she called out. "Hey! Hey, ya old fart over there!" She was sus about him and her nose twitched but the water deprived her of actually getting any real scent from him. One of the other many horrors of water. But she just loved to play in it. "This watering hole belongs to the Typhoon! What do ya want? Ya looking for something?!" Her sharp tooth grin pulled across her muzzle but the eleven month old merely tilted her head to the side.