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

as she said, sparx, feel free to jump in whenever ^v^

When Ying came to a stop, so did she. Huā returned her sister's loving touch, offering one to Mei as well. Leathery blue-black nostrils flaring, she was confident they were alone. Maybe a little too eager, but it wouldn't be Huā if she had been cautious and practical. 

She was prepared to bound off down the beach, but Ying told them to stay together. She nods, though her paws itched to explore. She hoped Ying would not dawdle or offer a hunt, of all things. Seaglass eyes skimmed the land, slowly picking out the details. A forest towards the center- a hill, risen into the sky. A smear of purple in the distance over there, a little stream over here.

Not so much could be seen from far away, but now that they had arrived, the place seemed to be wonderfully detailed, like it was crafted by some god with an excellent taste in landscape paintings. 很漂亮... She breathes, barely a whisper.