Wheeling Gull Isle Touching Sand

well it's super late but at long last they'll get a thread together lol

 

Ceallach was slowly growing accustomed to the new place. He couldn't say he liked it here - he missed the forest and the trees and well...space. The island itself was massive and he hadn't taken the time to explore all of it yet but still, it was fixed. He couldn't go out scouting nearly the same as he could have at the Strath and though he understood it would 'only' take crossing the sandbar again he wasn't exactly eager to do it. Hemlock was now holed up in her den, and while he had only dropped off small kills to keep her fed he could hear the small peeps of the new lives housed inside it. At some point he'd want to meet them but it was just....it was all so much and right then he couldn't handle it. 

He breathed out a slow sigh, still trying to figure out how people walked so easily in this terrain and didn't end up completely bogged down by the sand as it tried to swallow his paws with every step. Ahead he spotted a familiar white figure, smaller than Tapat and clearly his near-age-mate, Seri. He let out a low chuff as he sped up his steps some, coming to a stop a few feet from her with a slow wag of his tail. "It's weird, huh?" He asked, nodding down towards the sands.