Wheeling Gull Isle finding purpose

Sunflash spun around, almost angrily, before he remembered himself. He was safe. It didn’t matter if he couldn’t remember anything. He was safe in Undersea. He was safe on this island. No one had tried to harm him yet or kick him out. He took a breath, and then let out a return woof. Maybe this would be his first real friend? Maybe he could help him learn to fish? Sunflash began making his way back to the dry sand. “You know how to fish?” he asked, his voice still raw from being caught in the ocean storm which had tossed him onto this island.