Wheeling Gull Isle bridge to somewhere

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Luke was not a particularly wary wolf, and he had almost become lulled into a trance as he watched the rhythm of the waves as the tide receded, grain by grain revealing more of the sand bar. So it was not until the female spoke to him did he realize he had company, albeit company at a distance. His head turned to regard a trim female, whose coat was a blend of gray and white. Nothing immediately striking if not for the unusual coloration of her back. Curious as ever and eager to meet this wolf, the blue-nosed wolf rose and slowly walked toward her, having picked up on her wariness.

"Yeah!" Luke replied cheerfully as he neared, his eyes drawn to her back. He realized now that he was closer that she was wearing another animal's hide. "Oh!" Luke exclaimed, his tail which had already been waving in a gentle sway, began to wag more vigorously. "I like hides too!" he grinned.