Wheeling Gull Isle iii. awaken

he is changing from shadows.

he has changed from dark and somber.

there is life to him and he is breathed into by saltwater airs. the irony of finding the sea now is not lost on him. nor is the way that it brought forth change into his life, that lapping waters had shaped him like he was a cliffside.

is this why she had wanted it? needed it?

but he can only think about her for a fleeting moment, because it is her here now. there is no jealousy in his heart when she says it is hers. there is only warmth and wonder.

ours.

and he is drifting, practically swimming through the electric air towards her. dazzled and excited! thrilled! a lashing of his tail, a lift of his head with a brilliant gleam in his eyes. something that had not been there the first time he had looked upon her.