Wheeling Gull Isle finding purpose

hope ya don't mind me tossing Rokig in!

He was trying to get familiar with the new place, it wasn't very big which meant he could spend more time learning each little detail. His body would need time adjusting to the new setting. There was an almost constant overwhelming - in a good way if that was possible - amount of things for his sense to take in. The golden form he spotted was no exception to his amped senses. Silver eyes merely watched for a moment as his nostrils flared. There was nothing familiar which was to be expected.

A low woof escaped him as he carefully moved closer, trying to remain mindful of personal space. It would not hurt for him to start getting to know the faces who occupied this island with him.