Wheeling Gull Isle white noise

"That's Coelacanth," she informed him coolly. She wondered how he had managed to forget her name so quickly; was he just unobservant, or stupid, too? Maegi found it hard to tolerate those who failed to absorb even the most vital yet simple information about their home. Nevertheless, it was rude to walk away now.

She nodded slowly at his comment on the island, taking in the beach, her eyes drifting over the waves. "It is quiet and peaceful," the girl agreed. "Not much really goes on here." Compared to the trauma she had been brought up in, the island in comparison was boring. Most would consider that a blessing, but in her more impulsive moments, Maegi craved a little bit of action, even if it had the potential for harm.

"Where'd you come from?" she asked Sockeye, looking back over at him.