Wheeling Gull Isle run to beat the sunlight

He watched her keenly, silver eyes examined the way she snatched the fish. Rokig was ready to praise her for such a swift catch but she dropped the creature. A smirk and raise of his brow were all that was given as she called out to the fish and it made its way out of here.

A chuff escaped him as he stood up on his rock pedestal. Don't shoo them all off. His words were more teasing rather than serious. You'll run me out of a job. Carefully he jumped down from the rock and approached the silvery female.

You seem to be doing much better. He commented with a fond smile.