Wheeling Gull Isle i'm merely contemplating what you feel inside

Just a cameo to build up Droman's threadlog :)

Water was a good thing, Droman had decided. Seals and seagulls, he hadn't quite figured out yet, but water was definitely good. Sometimes, when no one was looking, he would sneak a bit too far away from the safety of the shoreline and walk into the shallow waves until they brushed against his chin. With each lick, the young Fearghal would giggle and turn away, fighting the instinctual urge to run back to land. 

Hello, Mr. Crab, Droman mused as he stepped onto the land bridge, Where ya goin'? With his body postured for play and his tail waving rhythmically over his back, Dro pawed at the crab one beat a minute, only taking a step back when he thought that Mr. Crab might actually strike back. In fact, he was so caught up in his play that he missed the three visitors; how irresponsible!