Wheeling Gull Isle i don't need another friend, i already have two

The appearance of `Io made Coealcanth feel a mixture of security and self-consciousness. She had to stop seeing Doe everywhere. Delicate features creased with a spasm of pain as she decided at once to return to the island with her faithful guardian, and she nosed lightly at the winter raven’s black-stockinged heels to expedite the process as together they returned to the safety of the island.