Wheeling Gull Isle I am joined by Magister Soris Alar

The steady presence of her siblings was all that kept Ana content. It was their affection she knew to rely on, their love she grew on and into and around. This was all she had ever known in the way of true warmth.

Her clicking slowed to a cheerful rhythm. She pressed her face into Ava's fur briefly, but popped back up at the feeling of teeth in her fur! A high and playful growl rose in her throat. She lunged for Ava's paws, jaws stretched as wide as they would go as she went into a chomping frenzy. For all that it looked fearsome, she was gentle with her teeth, and slobbered on her sister's paws more than anything.