Locke frowned. "Wolf.... Ah think Ah have a hunch."

Nathanial looks at Locke, "Want me to try and find him? Maybe scare him into not doing it again?"

"No need. Ah'll handle it." Locke shrugged. "Jis help me search."

Marcos nods and goes to check the crew's quarters.
Nathanial goes below decks to search.

Locke checked the cargo hold, and the rest of the crew fanned out to search.

Percy kept low from where he was in the cargo hold muttering quietly under his breath.

Locke quietly searched around, making use of all his senses.

Percy kept as quiet and still as possible.

(gtg)

Locke thoughtfully paced around the room, then sighed and sat down on the crate. "Iffin ye wanted ta join, ye coulda jis asked. We're friends 'ere." He said.

Diablo had just stayed on the deck,and when the other person walked on he kinda felt uncomftably