Wheeling Gull Isle show me, who I am and who I could be

simeon amused heda so much she had to lift a paw to hide her smirk. dinah was shifting, judah asleep. malakai blinked at the light.
she gathered her little quartet, one by one, and bundled them closer to the denmouth.
"god made the light. god made the sun."
heda's voice was a low sing-song. 
"god made all that you see. he made you."
and gently, to each little forehead in turn, she touched her muzzle, as if she might give them the blessing of god's love.