Wheeling Gull Isle tripping on skies, sipping waterfalls

 

This time when they had crossed the bridge it wasn't with Droman and @Reed carefully hoisted above the waters. They walked on their own, curious and cautious as ever, and Hemlock kept a wary eye on the lapping of the waves even as she tried to watch both children and the movements of the sea sprite. It was harder alone and she longed for her older children, but, she had to trust that they were okay. They had to be. 

As Droman parted from their collective to explore the shores she gently nudged her daughter to encourage her, mischief shining in her eyes. "We should see which of us finds the best treasure for our den." While the children were little enough she'd reclaim her whelping den, it was familiar and she'd chosen tbe spot based on what it offered. An ear swiveled to take in what everyone was doing as she responded to her boy and made her way to the darker Kali child.