Sailing

"...and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for [Sebastien] and he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are."

Although the wild thing, here, was curled up on the couch, snoozing calmly in front of the fire. No terrible roars being roared or terrible  teeth being gnashed.

Guess Cider wasn't really getting into character the way he could have...