Wheeling Gull Isle well you left me anyhow

she went unacknowledged for a moment, until he came to study her too. two scholars. her blue eyes met his with a silent question, but there was no answer found there. so her feet found the stone, and she made her way up slowly and carefully. head lowered to the ground as if she could imagine a myriad of scents- but there were only a few, one of them the milky smell of the boy. her snout lifted as she came closer to him, but found little need for the childish babbles she was capable of. the sea was the most interesting of all, despite the stranger, and she settled beside him to watch it, feeling as if an anchor was dragging her to leap.