Wheeling Gull Isle golden hour

Steelhead began to love his new home. He loved the way the closed island made it easy to keep track of who was there and who wasnt. He loved how the air always smelled of the sea and fish and sand. He loved most of all how welcoming the group was to strangers, to allow him and his brother a mutual home. Steelhead had chosen this fairly cool day to take a swim, not minding that the water was chilled a bit and made it uncomfortable. He ducked beneath the waves and came up, repeating the actions over and over until he grew tired.

The last time he popped his head over the waves, he allowed the wave to push him toward shore which unfortunately made it so he jumped from the water right into the barking face of a pretty looking woman. "Woah Whatcha so riled up for lady?" he shouted as he reeled back, ears flattened slightly as he quickly jumped to the side to avoid crashing into her. His heart beat rapidly in his chest from the shock of someone standing right there, but he took a deep breath and released it. "You okay?" he asked hesitantly, staring at her like she was nuts.