Wheeling Gull Isle ultramarine

for @Maegi

He had found himself enamored with the lagoon. There were so many little details about it, he could study it for hours. So he did just that. The sun had shifted from a morning position to bring forth the afternoon and he seemed to barely shift at all. Silver eyes intently followed the motions of the life here. Sea otters chattered in the distance while the occasional crab crossed his path. The latter he had made sure to try and keep away from their sharp pinchers.

It was interesting how creatures who seemed so different all seemed to make a home in the same place. He supposed it wasn't much different than how packs worked - with the different personalities and appearances all coming together.