Wheeling Gull Isle like the sand on my feet

she had followed her beloved when the call rang out, something about the new children of their queen finally be old enough to leave the only home they ever knew. she smiled softly as the little puff balls filed out of the den, pulling at her own guilt as she thought of the children she left behind. she had made the right choice, she repeated for the umpteenth time inside her mid as she pressed herself against the dark woman. 

"such an occasion warrants a song, wouldn't you say?" she spoke in a sing song voice as another woman arrived, her dark fur uniquely marked with charcoal and scars that someone of her age should not have. she did not know her name but she seemed familiar with the children, maybe a regular babysitter? her sent was everywhere. quickly her attention moved back to the queen and her brood, her tail waving like a banner in the wind.  she opt for a silly song, one her mother sang to her in Japanese but she chose the common language for this one.

"down by the bay
where the watermelons grow
back to my home
i dare not go
for if i do
my mother will say

'did you ever you ever see a goose
kissing a moose?'

down by the bay"