Wheeling Gull Isle bats full of shame

He licked his lips hesitantly when she told him they wouldn’t even know she was there. Caracal didn’t mean to squirrel her away in the forest and forget all about her. He just wanted to provide her with some shelter while he convened with his wife so he knew exactly how to handle their visitor.

Vesper! he repeated, distracted into a smile. Yeah, of course. I’m glad you showed up here.

Facing forward again, he led her into the gloom beneath the grove of trees brave enough to grow so near saltwater. He walked a little ways into the woods before slowing and stopping, turning to face Vesper through the darkening air.

Okay, so, go ahead and make yourself at home! I’m gonna go let Heda know what’s good, then I’ll be grabbing us some food. I’ll swing by and drop off something for you to eat too. Is there anything else you need before I dip?