Wheeling Gull Isle i got a prayer that'll make you theirs now

To a land wolf, Reed's point would have been a good one. The ocean wasn't going to get up and walk away, but that didn't mean that it wasn't in a constant state of change. The shores that had been there yesterday weren't the same as they were today, nor would they be the same the next day.

It was a common misconception to think that the sea was stagnant, but Dro didn't know enough about it either to explain. Come for a swim, Ree, he mused, stepping out a few feet further than where she stood, You might learn something new.