Wheeling Gull Isle New places, friendly faces

Yeah, he agreed, just glad he hadn’t committed any sort of faux pas, after all. Plus, traveling is a lot of fun. I used to do it, before I settled down here with Heda. I don’t miss it, Caracal said hastily, and I’m happy sticking to the island, myself. But I imagine some of the kids will eventually be curious about the mainland…

Okay, he was officially going off subject. He clapped his mouth shut and focused on the small pools at their feet, snorting a small laugh at John’s question. He glanced at the man’s face, then down at the various offerings in the small pool of saltwater.

More fish, he quipped, crouching to get a closer look, plus there’s crabs and other sea life, like these guys. Caracal motioned at some shrimp drifting, then a couple of clams dug into the sand at the bottom of the pool. There’s some small game on the island too, like rabbits, but if you spend a lot of time here, John, you’re gonna eat a lot of fish, he finished on a laugh.