Wheeling Gull Isle xx. and if it should pass that your heart aches for mine

@Rosencrantz @Daegon for plooootttt..

You'll find you've run out of time.

She was not one for avoiding confrontation. 

She left him to his own devices, for his sake. So that he might cool down and find her on his own, explain. 

But as days passed and the silence grew deafening in her ears, the Lady of the Isle'd had enough. As evening submitted to dusk and the aspiring leader rounded off her nightly chores, she scoured the land for his most recrent scent trail - tracking him across the Isle until at last his pale hide came into sight. 

Though she'd been confident initially, it began to falter seeing him - the same myriad of confusion, anxiety, and hurt brewing together beneath her flesh. 

With a deep inhale through her rosebud nose, the nightwisp squared her shoulders and drew herself up tall as she padded to his side, releasing a quiet chuff of greeting to test the waters. 

Maybe it was all a misunderstanding.

Perhaps he'd only been ornery that day on the beach on account of his injuries, maybe she'd imagined that spark of loathing in his eyes. 

Maybe, maybe, maybe.