Wheeling Gull Isle light & dark

Feel free to skip him, just making a small cameo where his eyes open <3

Life was... quiet. Though the earth trembled with every noise, he could not perceive it. The outside world was not much different from the womb; dark, silent, warm - no siblings to playfight over a teat for. Due to his lonesome upbringing, it was quite possible he'd fall behind on wolf behaviors, especially around kids his age. He would not grow to be of lean muscle, seeing as there was no need for him to establish dominance. He was quite spoiled, now that he thought about it.

The boy lifted his muzzle in the air, nose scrunched and messy brows pinched together. A loud sneeze erupted from the tiny being, and it popped his eyes open with it. The blue-eyed boy blinked around, not seeing much but the smudges of brown of the den. It wasn't all that interesting, to be fair.