Wheeling Gull Isle I dreamt about flying the other night.

Even as the bird turned away, Luli still trembled. She turned her little face back up to mother, an awkward smile painting her lips for a moment. An apology. No, that wasn't right- she didn't want to make Luli feel as if she had done something wrong. Eyebrows lifted themselves into a slight worry, 没关系，露莉。你不应该说'对不起'。 Huā cooed, leaning towards her daughter again. 你没做错任何事。 Although Huā might wish to see her daughter flourish as a confident girl- even if she remained shy, it was okay. All she wanted to see was Luli happy... though she was unsure, how happy the seadragon could be if in some constant state of fear. Shy versus fearful were two very different things.