Wheeling Gull Isle seaside, sandy shores, surprise

They assured him plenty. All real and peaceful! He was not sure if he could believe the peaceful part with his gawking around, but it must be real. He didn't wake and he could feel the way the seabreeze ruffled his fur or stung his lungs.

Then the proclaimed leader offered something that sprung more interest from him. You would show me that? A labyrinth? Something he was not entirely familiar with except for in passing stories. The wiggle of his tail picked up pace. Clam forgotten about for the moment. I could, um, repay you? Maybe I could do some stuff around here and you two could teach me about this place?