Wheeling Gull Isle Hurtin' for a smile

Feel free to skip me as need be, Stock is just hanging back and observing right now.

The Gampr had not been nearby enough to hear the muted call; instead he had simply been on his daily rounds, checking the borders and planning to roust up something for his children to eat on his return trip to the den. His path inevitably leads him to the beach where he catches sight of a familiar figure along with an unknown. He pauses just short of leaving the treeline, lingering back where he may not be noticed right away. Since he hadn’t heard a summoning call he isn’t sure if the newcomer is like most that come to their little patch of shoreline – someone looking for a pack to call home – or if the white-coated girl was a friend of Steelhead’s that had come for a visit. Something about the body language indicates it is most likely the former rather than the latter, but either way, the Overseer is curious as to how their newest Tauhou will handle the situation.