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She was swift to explain what a gull was, informing him that they were a kind of bird -- an especially annoying kind of bird. He laughed, then followed her gaze as she looked at the sea and then at the cliff face they had both just climbed down. Which direction did they want to go in order to track down their dinner?

Breccan would have been fine with either option, but when he heard some shrieking from the oceanside peak, he glanced up and spotted a few white birds. These must have been the gulls, and he watched briefly as one spread its grey wings and divebombed toward the beach, skimming lightly over the edge of the waves before wheeling overhead.

"Let's go for the gulls' nest," he proposed; he was feeling up for a challenge.