Wheeling Gull Isle I just wanna live in the sound scape

Sorry, youse two! ;-; ♥

We can either play this out or fade it, Chels! Up to you.

“Of course we can be friends!”

That did it. Koi’s slimming muzzle dipped, burrowing into the finespun fur of her décolletage, and she spilled over like a living inkblot into a divot of sand with a giddy giggle. Her elation spiked exponentially when Lucas mentioned staying — she already knew that there were two meanings of the word, and this one was her favorite! “Appa, yes!” she squeaked with shy obedience, though she was sorry to see her father go. Feeling important, she turned to the taller, broad-shouldered boy. “Lucas come?”