Wheeling Gull Isle tidal, tired, trying

Exploring the Tide Pools!

Cavern down. Today would hold a whole new adventure for him.

Which proved true as he discovered the rocky pools in the mid-morning. They seemed pretty dangerous to him. More dangerous than some cave. What if he slipped on them? Conked his head and boop, there he went! It made him grimace to just think about it.

Anxiously he paced around the perimeters of the pools. A soft whine vibrated in his throat. It was places like these that made him wonder just how the native islanders navigated this place.

Maybe none of them were actually wolves? Made the most sense to him.