Wheeling Gull Isle The Boy Who Lived

Radcliffe heard them speak of them...so they had no idea where they had gone, after all. It saddenend him. He had wagged his tail for a couple seconds when they asked him what he meant. Then it stopped, and his ears wilted down. He missed them. The last to care.

Then something they said brought up a little hope...the promise of fishing. Just as that female had done. He dared to pop out more, to show his face. "You'll...you'll teach me? To fish?" The fighting part went right over his head.