Wheeling Gull Isle Laws arise not from divinity, but reason.

He was easily one of the most beautiful things she'd ever seen, and Luli could do nothing but stare with wide, glittering turquoise eyes as he emerged from the surf. His fur, made sodden by sea water, lay slick along his flanks to reveal the strong, athletic build beneath. Bronco glistened beneath the Autumn sun and, unable to tear her gaze away, Luli struggled to keep her jaw from dropping as he took notice of her presence.

She managed only a glimpse of his warm whiskey irises, before her breath hitched and she looked away submissively. Her tail-tip twitched in silent communication - sorry! - and she mustered a timid little smile as he beckoned her to join him.

Me!? She was screaming internally, and her belly flip-flopped anxiously, but she stepped closer on dainty paws to better look upon the earthen yearling's prize. "椰子," the koi answered at once, obediently and mistakenly in her mother tongue that Bronco would surely not understand. Mortified by her error, she stammered, "oh, uhm. It-it is coconut."

She blinked, traced her lips nervously with her tongue. The coconut, she knew, was not native to their island, and so she explained: "we find them on beach when tide low, the water bring them. This one broken." Seaglass eyes studied its ragged edge, "they round, usually."

Luli pricked her ears as Bronco asked if he could return to his home with this unusual gift, and after her inital consideration to find a more intact coconut she hoped he might keep it and be reminded of Yuèlóng - of her! Then he dropped the bomb that he wished to to present it to another, and disappointment bloomed in her chest. "You can keep," she said, trying to squirrel away her sorrow for the time being, "for your... friend? Why they need?"