Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

they slowly romped up the side of the island. heda was pursued. she raced away and when he came close, she kicked flowers at his face.
soon she was littered with a thousand little petals and coated in lavender perfume, her alabaster pelt even smeared in small patches of purple. she was panting and pleased, solemn as she turned to look out across the sea and to note the position of the sun.
why had he chosen her for this?