Wheeling Gull Isle And We'll Go A-Waltzing Matilda No More

Strand had been farther down the beach when the unfamiliar male showed up and bothered Padma. She was able to see her friend’s silhouette as she (Strand) meandered along the shallows. She was unaware of Padma’s internal conflict and so did not offer any advice to her friend. They’d wandered away from each other while walking the beach and this was fine with her. They didn’t need to be near each other all the time, just near enough to know each other was there. But when Strand looked up and saw two figures along the beach, she immediately began to march back towards Padma. You could never be sure if strangers were good or bad and she wouldn’t risk her friend being over there by herself with a potentially dangerous wolf.

She wished she could run, but her shoulder, though mostly healed by now, had seemingly not healed correctly and she was left with a limp that wouldn’t go away. Instead, she angrily speed-walked over as quickly as she could, letting out a low bark to tell the both of them that she was there. She came in on the tail end of a conversation. ‘What do you want?’ Padma asked the stranger, and she didn’t seem happy to see the male.

“Yeah,” Strand agreed, coming to stand near her friend. “And who are you?”