Wheeling Gull Isle because I'd go berserk?

oh! another cold nose met her own, and she shrunk into herself like a turtle, shy. the girl made her noise again, and nüwu breathed lightly, delicately, like the slightest move might scare away the noisemaker forever. b..bb..bah, mm.. hah, she mumbled in unintelligible babytalk, eager to invent her own mumbling beyond the trend they had laid down so far.