Wheeling Gull Isle A simple song

So sorry about the wait on this omg :o

The blue Renoda allowed a soft exhale to part her lips and release from her silvery maw, pelt swaying gently in the breeze. As she scanned the horizon, she pondered whether or not there were any out there who shared her blood. She supposed on occasion her loss of memory of her past was a positive, for it allowed her to obtain a strange sense of freedom. She had naught to worry about. The girl was a free spirit with no ropes binding her legs, holding her in place - a wandering soul who could go where she pleased. Despite this revelation, her home was within Undersea and she would not dream of residing anywhere else. The sea filled the cracks in her heart, the salt cleansed any wounds cursing her mind, as if she was a sea nymph.

Faeryn's trance was broken as the scent of another wolf flooded her nostrils. She peered around with ears standing tall upon her head, cerulean gaze glittering in the moonlight as she sought out the figure. He was a tall boy, with fur made up of woodland shades and golden eyes gazing hopefully in her direction. His tail swayed at his hind, a soft woof releasing from his muzzle and causing her lips to quirk upwards, a smile gracing her features. She hadn't met this particular wolf, but from his scent he was one of the island's inhabitants and so she'd greet him with enthusiasm. "Hey," her melodic voice called out to him, inviting as her own wispy tail wagged back and forth.