Wheeling Gull Isle Tell me how do people know what is hurt, what is love?

For @Huā - forward dated to 21/7/2020

She got there as quickly as she could - had slept very little to make sure her travels were swift. She was tired - especially as she padded through sand. Euughh. How she hated the stuff. It was course and rough and it got everywhere. How did the sea folk live like this? The sea water was no good for her fur, and the scent of salt that was but a mere accent to the mountain winds they got in their forest was the main course around here... It was too much of a good thing for sure.

But there was no time to complain. She was lucky to encounter a time of low tide, despite being a strong swimmer. In the distance she spotted the island, no doubt - it was at their coast she halted and lifted her chin to the sky. She let out a call for her friend and the leader of the sea folk, an urgent one.