Wheeling Gull Isle for what future may come

although he was greeted with kind words and a gentle bump to the shoulder, tzila's focus remained elsewhere. den hunting was it? there was the abandoned den he'd dug for ying and her children that could serve as an easy option, but his friend seemed set on finding one on her own and so he didn't bother bringing up his suggestion at all.

he trailed after her, eyes darting here and there but nothing catching his eye. "have a specific type of den in mind? like a hollow log or small cave?" if he was going to help her look, which he was, it would probably best if he knew what her preferences were.