Wheeling Gull Isle what does it mean to be descendent of something monstrous

just throwing sth up to keep reed from inactive!

the way the secondary figure speaks entrances her. "shh shh," the princess mimicks, her incessant symphony of sound winding down as she's lulled into sleep. impressive as her lungs may be, being awake requires a lot of energy and her tiny puppy body is quick to shut off. gradually her yaps turn to softened grumbles and then into gentle snores as she finally gives into sleep against the warm side of this disappointing -- yet fascinating -- figure in her life.