Wheeling Gull Isle you wouldn't understand

The familiar voice of her general came then, allowing Huā's heavy thoughts to leave her. She scrambled towards the surface, poking out her front half from the little hole. Not disturbance, Minori. Thank you so much, She hums appreciatively, taking the gull in her mouth and dropping it within the den for later before her face reemerged. I enjoy the company-ship. I been lonely. Atausiq is... away, and I can not talk with children. She chuckles with a shake of her head, before her gaze comes back up to Minori, inquisitive, of if she had anything particular to say.