Gilded Bay echoes

He meant to return to the grove after taking a brief trip outside the territory, but how could he when the hugest thing he'd ever seen was just sitting there on the shore? He'd first seen it from the highest point of the moors overlooking the grove and mistook it for a weird elongated boulder. But Lucas had a good memory, and he didn't remember there being a boulder that size on the coast when he'd first come down this way. Curiosity got the better of him—what young boy could claim to resist that siren's song of discovery?—and he hastened back to the shore just in time for Tulimaq to hail Govinda, who was seated nearby.

The boulder wasn't a boulder at all, he realized as he padded closer. It was far too sleek. He knew boulders, for there had been many and more boulders strewn along Bearclaw Valley's high walls, and this didn't have the granular, roughshod appearance of a rock. His suspicion was further confirmed by the fact it had eyes. Huge, wet, glistening eyes that held a world of sorrow. They were, he thought, the biggest eyes he had ever seen in his entire life.

"Ohmygoodness," he couldn't help but exclaim, drawing nearer to Govinda whilst shooting Tulimaq a bright grin. There was no hesitation whatsoever when faced with a perfect stranger in front of what amounted to an all-you-can-eat buffet in the making—every wolf was a friend to Lucas, food or no food. He'd yet to meet one who couldn't be befriended, and so he trusted them all implicitly. Poor young fool. "It's amazing! What is it?"