Wheeling Gull Isle by the sea

The long walk on the beach gave Caracal plenty of time to think. He couldn’t wait to tell @Heda everything, though the more he thought about it, the more his mind took him in surprising directions. The young man who waved goodbye to Erzulie and the one who reappeared on the island were in two very different mindsets.

He climbed the green hillock at the center of the island, casually searching for his friend, and thought about the other night when she’d asked him to kiss her. They’d shared a very loving but entirely platonic kiss. It had made him wonder if there could be something more between them, though he’d hesitated to privately entertain the thought, much less voice it aloud.

Caracal didn’t see her, then remembered she might be attending their resident invalid. He might go check there next, though for the moment, he took a seat at the crest of the slope and sat back to enjoy the views he’d been missing these past few days.

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