Wheeling Gull Isle my heart is saying that it's time again

Eager as she was, Huā's effort had been spent in their playfight. Though she tries to chase after Ying, her full effort isn't there. Still- being in the water was her strength. The waves weren't hurdles to overcome, they were boosts.

She dodges her head this way and that, tries to avoid the dust that the huntress would kick at her. In a full gallop, she tails Ying closely, tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dog with its head out the window.

The shore just got closer and closer, and now she could pick out details, and now she could see the leaves of the trees- they were almost there! And the secret beach was quiet, empty of scents. Just as Ying had said, the place was all theirs.