Wheeling Gull Isle I am the owner of nowhere land, queen of a castle that’s made of sand.

Gramma Towhee was no stupid woman. Pretty instantly, she'd gathered that something had gone awry.
Dinah takes it upon herself to explain. Ava tried to steal my flowers right from my mouth, she sheepishly curls her tail around herself, chin lowered and pressed to her chest. so I swatted at her n' then she attacked me. and, and-- I picked more as an apology. These are for her. she points first to the cuts along her forelegs, and then to the second bouquet with a shaken paw.
Ava refuses to even so much as look at her; her teeth aglow with a thin sheen of saliva. Dinah nearly started sobbing right then and there once more! She sniffles, wide-eyed as she stares to Gramma; oh, the ache in her chest; I already prayed n' told God I was sorry.