Wheeling Gull Isle can you paint with all the colors

A shrug telegraphed that the was no answer. Seal, mesmerized by the way the turtle devoured the gifts lagged behind Ava when her cousin struck out to the beach. A moment later Seal was beachcombing beside her under the colorful evening sky.

Suddenly, a realization. Since the meeting, Ava had not uttered a word. Was she deaf and really good at reading lips? “Hey Ava,” Seal asked to get her attention. -“Do you speak with Ptero?”- her gestures signed the words.

Then, Seal found a wide, flat ribbon of green kelp and picked it up between her front incisors. She tossed her muzzle to the side as if to ask, what do you think about this?