Wheeling Gull Isle A fallen angel, in the dark Never thought you'd fall so far

@Daegon this is our thread you asked for! @Rhællaa, another thread for the pack to explore the lands. This is dated to before he meets Guildenstern on the mainland!

Gulls filled the air as they swooped all around, seeking prey or simply flying away from the mountain of a wolf that prowled nearby. Slowly but surely he was mapping out the island. Some had already claimed dens, while he, only slept every once in a while when sleep would take him away. Still, he had yet to meet any of the other individuals in this slowly building pack, nothing but a ghostly stranger to them as he roamed the beaches, mapping it from the outside in.

Crabs, some fish in shallower waters, birds and smaller prey that either bred on the island or found their way there when the tide was low enough were the prey he could find. Nothing quite large, but there were enough to keep bellies full. Eventually, he would have to make it to the mainland to fill his belly with larger prey - but that would come at a later date. 

For now, the fish were plenty. As still as stone, Rosencrantz stopped his time roaming the beach and stood in the water, as still as death. He would practice and perfect the art of fishing if he could...