Wheeling Gull Isle Ormai troppo lontano

oh! he seemed to startle at the sight of her, and yakone felt her heart drop into her stomach. for a stark moment she felt terribly awkward, but she recovered herself as quickly as the stranger did. her tail began to wag uncertainly when he returned her greeting. by the time he called to her, she'd forgotten all about the moment.

andiamo? she didn't know that word, but his gesture seemed clear enough. her eyes traced the path carved by his motion and fell on the island with a bolt of shocked recognition. undersea! no - the wheeling gull island. her heart ached to think of it sitting empty. but perhaps... if he was going there, it wasn't? joy surged in kona's chest at the thought.

she flitted to his side at an effortless trot, dropping into a playful bow when she reached him. he was cute, wasn't he? only when he smiled though. she bounced in place, then sprang away in the direction of the island, making a game of their shared journey to its shores. her tail whirred behind her in a determined reach for windmill aspirations.