Wheeling Gull Isle kasta

She insisted, so he took one with great care and watched her as he munched on it, swallowing it within a few seconds and smiling to her, thankful. The fish had tasted very salty and left his mouth tingling.

That's a pretty name, he admitted, although he kept to himself that it sounded very sad too, because that sounded like a rude thing to mention.

Do you wanna play a game? We can take turns fishin' and whoever gets the bigger fish, wins? His tail gave a sway like a pendulum.