Wheeling Gull Isle let my imagination run away with you gladly

@Coelacanth <3 set at coaltree rise -- backdated to when aditya was on the island

he sat a short distance away, his golden eyes following their every move. not elk, not deer, but. . .he had forgotten the name his friend had given them. he'd seen them only once before, racing across a mountain valley, their tails streaming behind them like many banners. now they grazed placidly, looking for greenery among the winter foliage, their dark eyes and noses questing constantly.

a smile stretched his maw as he watched them, feeling the same sort of curiosity he'd had upon looking at the sea lions. except these were infinitely more majestic, long-legged and many-colored, ready to flee at a moment's notice. had he been hungry at all, he would have tried his hand at taking one of the smaller, weaker ones down; as it was, he was content to sit and stare.

and as it was, they were a peaceful sight. they even had some young, wobbling close to their mothers, and a few more females with distended stomachs, ready to pop as catori soon would. they ate and ate, occasionally lifting their heads to peer at a noise or a sudden movement. beyond them, the sea stretched for many miles, an endless, rolling blanket of gray-green.

he wondered if coelacanth would know what these creatures were called, and gave a small, curious call to the inky-furred woman. a few of the animals, startled, took off for a short distance, before wheeling back around and resuming their feast, apparently satisfied the threat was not immediate.