Wheeling Gull Isle Jetsam

There was another stranger upon their sands. God's little warrior came. This time, Malakai kept his distance should this man be another as the last- one which trespassed onto the holy lands with disrespect and disregard for their laws. 

This one was different. He was not digging around and wandering their home for a place to hide and sleep. He was laying, he was on his side. Maybe he was sleeping. Yet the way he did so and in the shallows of the water, waves rushing him, sand and kelp matted on his coat. There was something wrong, Kai felt. 

Coming up nearer, but wearily at a space, he shouts. Hey! What are you doing!?