Lost property

The gentle sea breeze ruffled the fur of a kiamara who was sitting quietly on the docks, watching the world go by. They were content and enjoying the views of the ocean and ships. It wasn't long before he could hear a commotion coming nearby, instinctively getting up to check what was going on. He noticed Kenwood annoyed and grumbling about no labels on the hundreds of crates. 

Feeling pity, Isaac offered a helping paw. He grabbed a large crate and pried it open with his paws. It was full of credits? Who would this belong to? The only one he thought of was Sal. He's always needing credits, isn't he? 

Off he went to Pandrea to drop off the large crates of credits. On his way to Pandrea, he saw a pretty colourful bird fly overhead. It dropped something on the ground so Isaac went to check it out. It was a bird whistle and he played it with enthusiasm, it isn't every day he gets to play a musical instrument. The beautiful melody of a corakeet played and Isaac couldn't help himself twirling to the sound. 

Pandrea was seen in the distance so he quickened his pace, he needed to get this crate delivered stat. He arrived at Pandrea and delivered the crates of Sal, who looked surprised.