Wheeling Gull Isle watching the world

To say she did not like the water was an inaccurate statement.  Certainly it was beautiful, the way it shimmered beneath the high summer sun.  It offered protection from the mainland.  Sometimes it even offered prey, but she had been too fearful thus far to brave the waters.

It was better said that she feared it.  She had seen the way that Sunflash had emerged from the sea, and wondered if it could swallow her or her friends.

The lagoon had such shallow water that she could see the bottom.  Today she had attempted to be a good soldier and brave her fears, but as thunder shattered her peace she bolted from the water, almost drooling with fear, and blindly darted into the rocks for makeshift shelter -- fight next to her newly recruited friend.

She turned on her heels and helped as he came into focus, tail curled under her as she crouched and shook.