Furry Pirates

You're resting at a makeshift camp on a small, uninhabited island. Suddenly, you hear a ruckus coming from the south shore. You make your way to the outskirts of the thicket surrounding your campsite. Peering through the trees, you see a large ship anchored just off the coast of the island. A closer look with your trusty telescope reveals a figurehead resembling a smirking anthro fox at the helm, a motley crew of rugged-looking characters on deck, and, atop the mast, a familiar-looking black flag- Pirates! Approaching voices turn your attention to the beach, where you can see a rowboat pulling onto the sand. Three pirates step out of the boat and begin walking towards the center of the island. Ahhhh! Can ya smell it, girls? Captain Vanessa proclaims heartily, the golden hilt of her sword glinting in the sunlight as it rests on her shoulder, Smells like treasure to me! I-I can't smell it yet, Cap'n, Jasmine responds shyly, a map in one hand, and a shovel in the other, But, according to the map, it should be in a clearing at the center of this thicket... Rhonda, the first mate, suddenly stops in her tracks, raising the pistols in her hands. Her normally drooping ears are perked up, her nose twitching. Belay that, she says in a low voice, scanning the area with her one good eye, I'm getting something. Methinks we're not alone on this island...