Wheeling Gull Isle have you come here to play jesus

Reigi found nowhere like her boulder back home.  Pent up with frustration she had kicked one paw into the ground, sand sailing through the air.  By the time Coelacanth found her way to the raven, her foul mood had dissipated into something more brooding but also more agreeable.

She regarded the fish with a cautious eye, but something about the inkdog (and her prickly brown lamb) made Reigi feel comfortable and welcome.  She was not yet hungry, but she would bring it back to share with @Maegi and @Yakone later.

Thaaannyu, she said hesitantly.  It was the only feeling she could offer right now.  She moved closer to the inkdog and if she was allowed, she'd touch her nose to the Aralez's forehead.  Safe.

The raven would lay as close as Coelacanth would physically allow, also gazing at the magnificent ocean (albeit with more fear than her silken-furred companion).