Wheeling Gull Isle closer, closure, closed

He complimented them, even without seeing them- but she nodded along. They were pretty, and handsome, and adorable little kids, especially in the warm eyes of their mother. She was eager to watch them grow in the same way; some of them developed new spots every few days that had her thinking of Mal- and she would await the time when their eyes changed color, wondering if any of them would be silver or gold. 

He requests that she teaches their names better, and she laughs light-heartedly. Of course, Oleander, She hums, smile tickling her lips. I understand that. When I learn this language, is not easy for me to say thing the right way. I still learning all the time. So do not worry... okay? She paid a glance back inside, then once again to the boy before her. Even if you do say their name wrong... I not think they will be mad at you. You make good impression either way, She praised with a flick of her tail.