Wheeling Gull Isle dreamlover, come rescue me

Yuèlóng's border had remained marked in her absence. Ying nodded her head in approval and made a note to compliment @Orochi's work. She continued toward the island's heart, sounding short calls meant to capture her sister's (@Hua) attention. The huntress settled on the western lip, high enough atop the hill to avoid the smell of sulfur eminating from the tidepools below.