Cerulean Cape even if it takes all night or a hundred years

She dared not trek far from the island, and she had not wanted to leave at all, but something bigger than herself had pulled her (as it had the night she'd found Poppy — wait, no, don't think of that)  from Wheeling Gull Isle and onto the surrounding beaches.  She had left the puppies safe with Coelacanth just long enough for her to stretch her legs.

The raven liked the way the warm sand felt between her toes, she liked the way the water pooled around her ankles when she strayed into the sea.  From the edge of the cape, she could see fins moving in the water and occasionally she caught a glimpse of dolphins laughing and sailing through the air.

@Sirio