Wheeling Gull Isle rollin' with the homies

He ceased digging when Caracal came into view and replied, 'Sup!, shaking one paw then the other to get the sand off. There was a fuck-ton of sand here, no doubt, and he wasn't sure what to think of it. Felt nice on the paws, sure, but it got everywhere.

How's your lady? Killdeer asked, smiling. And when's she due? I should come visit your kids when they're here.

And how was it possible that Cal was having kids?! Weren't they just kids themselves, gallivanting all over the place? He simply couldn't believe it. He almost didn't want to believe it.

no worries! i empathize :')