Wheeling Gull Isle i cannot put my finger on it now

She remembered the first time she'd ventured from the shadows of Blackfeather Woods. That forest was darker than any other, too, and stepping into the sun was a whole new world. One she didn't necessarily enjoy, at least at first. Maegi had grown used to sunlight and open ground, but it had taken a long while.

In short, she understood exactly how Natshana felt, out of her element.

Maegi nodded in understanding, then fixed her eyes intently on the woman at the explanation that followed. Commander—the wolf's old home sounded rigid, regal. She hoped to draw more detail from Natshana eventually, but. . .in due time.

I came here as a girl, she said briefly. And stayed a few moons. My husband and I have decided to return, try and make a home on the island. 

She cocked her head, unable to stifle her curiosity. Did your Commander come, too? Or were you sent here alone—on a mission of some kind?