Wheeling Gull Isle milton has an island party

Whoa, that was a lot of talking.  She kind of did one of these.  If wolves could have exaggerated sweat marks in this world, they'd be pouring off of Reigi.  Her tail straightened behind her like an exclamation point, her eyes widened considerably as her jaw just kind of dropped.

But play?  She understood that.  Her spine arced as she dipped into a play bow, head tilted to the side.