Wheeling Gull Isle better place

Into the quiet, he continued bawling, I can’t be here anym—

Judah’s scream startled the weeping Caracal into silent stillness, as did the way the boy angrily pulled away now. If he hadn’t been right before, he was woefully right now, as he lost the last thing that mattered.

He started to reach out to his son, then froze and shrank into himself. Somehow, Caracal found his feet. He would do what Judah said but he couldn’t leave his son here by himself.

“Mom’s coming back here to get me.”

The shell of Caracal bowed his head, tucked his tail and slunk toward the edge of the island.