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This meant to just be in Delilah's backstory, but I made it too long ^^; so here we go! I honestly love "Sweet Blue" and "Deli-Devil" and can't wait to expand on their story. I'll be making comic about their meeting too (or it'll be in a real one ^^)

One day when she was 15, Delilah and the crew were docked; hanging around on the shore. After a while of waiting for Sweetheart and Influenza to come back with supplies, Delilah heard unfamiliar pawsteps. She sniffed the air and she smelt Drenched Pelts' stench. But there was something different. The scent was sweet-smelling and mischievous.

Before she could check it out, Captain, Cur, and Dark Mane stood up; their hackles raised and teeth bared. A beautiful white she-dog with piercing blue eyes emerged. That must be Blue-Eyes! Delilah's crew started advancing on the she-dog, ready to claw her to pieces. Blue-Eyes in a defensive quadruped stance and growled, ready to take on all three of then. Delilah jumped smoothly in between the growling dogs, a resting smirk on her face. "Come now, Captain-- do we really need to waste all our strength on this she-dog?" She cupped Captains face with her tail. "Let me deal with the mutt. You and the guys can head back to the ship; Sweetheart and Influenza are already there." The three decided to leave Blue-Eyes to Delilah, not really caring.

Blue-Eyes growled as Delilah calmly moved towards her. Red Bullet circled around the she-dog, her tail brushing the husky's chin. "Blue-Eyes, is it?" She smirked.
"What's it to you?" Blue-Eyes spat, pulling back from her.
"Oh, just wondering," Delilah sat in front of the husky. "You're very pretty, Blue-Eyes."
"Um, thanks."

"Your real name is Ski, right?"
"How do you know?" She asked defensively, sitting as well.

Delilah chuckled, rummaging through her bag and pulling out two cans of mtn dew. "I have my ways. Care for a drink?"
Ski squinted skeptically, but she couldn't resist. She grabbed the drink and took a long swig. "Thanks--" She paused, realizing she didn't know her name.
Delilah grins, taking a sip from her own drink. "Delilah, also known as Red Bullet." She jokingly holds out her paw for the husky to shake.

Ski snickers, shaking paws with Delilah. "Well, thanks for stopping the fight," She said, shifting her posture. "But why did you? You could've fought me."
Delilah shrugs. "Couldn't let them hurt a sweet, beautiful husky, now could I?" She winks with a grin.
Ski blushes a bit and grins herself. "Why thank you, Delilah," She pauses, standing up on her hind legs. "You're not so bad yourself."

"Delilah!! Are you done!?!?" Both of them look towards Rabid Sea's ship, where they heard Dark Mane's voice calling.

The red wolf stands on her hind legs as well. "I should be going," She sighs, picking up her bag and putting it over her shoulder. "And so should you, Ski. Wouldn't want to make your crew worry."
"Oh, right!" Ski says, frantically pulling out her phone. "I should be getting supplies from Addison."

Delilah smiles and brushes her paw against the husky's muzzle. "Shall we meet again?"
Ski blushes and grins. "We shall."
"Meet me in the woods after sunset." Delilah whispers, giving Ski a piece of paper with her number on it.
Ski takes the paper and puts the number in; quickly writing hers on it and giving it back. "Okay, text me what time."

Delilah nods, a grin on her face. "Goodbye, Sweet Blue. I'll see you tonight." She jumps gracefully onto all fours and pads back to her ship quietly. She listens as the white husky watches, then starts to walk away.