Wheeling Gull Isle resist

The dark girl remained frozen in place as her caretaker rushed toward her, heart pounding almost painfully fast. There was a stitch in her chest she'd forgotten until that moment - You left me! she wanted to cry, but the reunion was too sweet, and the Shadow was looking at her with such love in her eyes. And - and she talked. Her name. Had she been able to all this time? Were Moorhen's memories faulty?

"Shadow," Moorhen whined, lurching into frenzied motion. She did her best to crawl underneath the smaller creature, craving a safe place and reprieve from the hurt in her chest. Hurt that left her gasping, cheeks flushed and breaths short.