Wheeling Gull Isle by the sea

its perfect!

if you were going to tumble down any part of sweetharbor, it should notably have been this place of relatively velveteen landscape.
heda let out a shocked cry and then several more squeals as she and caracal rolled recklessly down the slope into a heap that knocked the wind from her.
sucking in air, she rolled to her side and coughed weakly, then dissolved into giggling. "that spirit of adventure, i love it so much!" she crowed of her companion's willingness to take such stride in anything.