Gyrfalcon's Keep a million polaroids

Kindle made a vague sound — also of consolation. It was hard to imagine a girl like Hokulani wasn't out there turning heads, but he supposed he hadn't met a whole lot of wolves in the area. Perhaps she would find a pirate out there on the coast. Like the stories that he'd so often heard.

"I've never been too keen on islands — or the sea, really," he admitted, his nose wrinkling just a fraction. "But I hope it's all you're looking for. I trust my mother, anyway, and she says it's a real special place. She visited when she was just a girl, and she's never forgotten it."

Kindle offered her a warm smile.

"I'll send any handsome bachelors I meet your direction," he told her.