Wheeling Gull Isle I've still got so much love hidden beneath this skin.

Careful tending was swift to come, delivered by the gentle sweep of her mother's tongue to smooth the ruffled fur atop her tiny dappled crown. Luli cooed softly in response, content to bask in the warmth and affection of a parent who shifted to better shield her frailest babe, though it was short-lived. Something beyond the threshold on their hollow drew her dam's attention elsewhere but, too weak to cry out in protest, the little seadragon smoldered in silence.