Wheeling Gull Isle but it feels good to me

Oh! That was why he had been called!

Excitement filled him and exited in the form of a quickly wagging tail. He couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. His head nodded a bit. Yes! Please. Very content to follow into the mouth of the labyrinth. The cool air and darkness was more welcoming than he'd like to admit. A reprieve from the sharp saltwater air he'd grown almost used to.

It's a lovely place. Even when they had only just barely scratched the surface, he was certain of that thought.