Pequod looks down at the tossed stone and grins. “Oh, I know exactly who the Harbor Wolves were,” he says. As the ship’s figurehead peers down, the ship changes slightly, wooden exterior changing to metal, the ship shrinking slightly, then turning back to metal.

Scratching it’s head with the hook of it’s harpoon, Pequod continues, “The Uratha had made bonds with an Imkul (Wind Spirit) called Mighty Gust. But their totem disappeared shortly after their Dartmouth house folded over them.