Wheeling Gull Isle In demon days, it's cold inside

She hears the howl, but she doesn’t think much of it. It’s familiar and she’s gotten used to the other wolves on the island. It’s probably just one of theirs she hasn’t really memorized yet. So, Currituck goes about her business, sniffing around, searching for Lucas probably… something to bide the time.
 
The second one, a few minutes later, really has her attention. It’s calling directly for her and it’s far more familiar than realized a moment ago. Green eyes widen, her heart leaping into her throat, and she stops whatever she’s doing and immediately bolts in the direction of the call. The path is familiar, she’s walked it before, but she feels the distance in her legs as they tire along the run.
 
Soon, she is on the coast and in the distance she sees a large, white body. She wants it desperately to be Tahani but the call does not match her for, albeit close, and as she close in she sees Takiyok’s features tune in. Currituck gives herself another good push as she sails through the sand. She doesn’t give the other wolf even a single glance, allowing herself to slam into the large wolf’s chest, burying deep into her thick fur.