Wheeling Gull Isle run to beat the sunlight

The lagoon was his usual haunt. There were signs of his living arrangements around the place. Fish bones, tufts of shedding fur and of course his scent. He liked it out here where he felt like he was on the edge of the world. Although he knew he wasn't. He had visitors from time to time. Occasionally @Maegi found him, which is who he thought was present now.

He yawned and stretched as he unfolded himself from sleep. The splashing of water had summoned him awake. Was the younger girl here to practice fishing again? Soft laughter filled his ears when he clambered up a few rocks. Silver eyes blinked a few times as he realized it was not Maegi.

It was Lainie looking positively bubbly.

He found a rock to sit himself on as he merely watched. It was kind of creepy but he didn't want to disrupt her, not yet.