Wheeling Gull Isle somewhere only we know

making some IC assumptions, lmk if uncool!

from heda's perch in the greenhills, she missed little. and the arrival of the golden woman had certainly not gone unnoticed.
nor the way she and bartholomew had toured through the lavender fields and played together. it was then that heda had turned away and sought her shelter with an odd feeling tangled into her stomach.
when she saw the she-wolf again the sensation returned, but the young advisor approached with a pleasant expression. "hello," she said, exhaling to cover a falter as she saw how exquisite the novus was.