Wheeling Gull Isle that’s the loudest i become

Moorhen maintained her angry stance for another few moments before letting it all fall to the side. She crowded close to the Shadow and tucked herself underneath, ears drooping and tail wiggling in half-hearted submission. She was sorry, too - being angry at her Shadow did nothing to fix the situation, but neither did keeping her on the island. Everyone needed to wander from time to time.

"Just tell," she begged, peppering Coelacanth's chin in kisses. "Don't hide. Don't secrets."