Wheeling Gull Isle baby beluga

He laughed at his mother's remark. I'm not gonna go deep enough to find one, he shot back, enjoying the feel of ebb and flow tugging at his ankles.

When Caracal emerged from the treeline, he left the surf and stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Fennec, tail flagging, eyes beaming. 

And his mouth fell agape with the news.

DUDE! Congratulations! Killdeer exclaimed, grinning widely. Wow, you guys went fast! I feel like I just learned about her.

Night, too, was moving quickly, the sun having disappeared beneath the horizon and twilight settling upon their forms. Show us where you stay, Killer requested. He nodded toward the heart of the isle. I'm assuming it's back that way. Is it just you and her?