Wheeling Gull Isle breathe in the dust

She'd remained on the isle since she'd swam ashore a few short days ago. Eldoris and Lethe were around, but for the most part Neris left her brothers be. The twins were inseparably close, and their sister could only imagine just how close they really were. Neris wasn't bothered by their relationship, though. She understood all too well how attraction couldn't be helped. She supposed, then, that as long as her siblings were happy that she had no reason to question their bond.

Nimble paws carried the female over the sandy beach, sea-green eyes dancing atop the cresting waves as they rolled onto the shore. She felt at home there upon the island and had no interest in leaving it anytime soon. Her mind wandered as she strolled until her roving gaze landed on a sandy-hued figure further down the coast. The wind carried with it the scent of the wolf who Neris was not particularly thrilled to see. Still, she picked up the pace and loped toward the other woman.

An impish sneer creased her muzzle as she drew near her sibling. Ivory audits thrust forward over her elegant brows as she stood self-assuredly a short distance from Eos. She said nothing to the lanky female just yet as she waited to see how Eos would react to her presence; she assumed, after all, that was why she was here roaming the island to begin with.