Wheeling Gull Isle wordlessly watching, he waits by the window

he had been shorefront, passing his time with the dune-pelted figures who yipped and cried their desires to him in brazen ways. he had pursued them inland with a playful step and been rewarded  had the reticent pearl known how the man spent his time, she might have ordered his second exile.
ramesses bathed the scent of coyote from himself and sauntered inland. his frequent stays away had been precipitated by the first reaches of maegi's scent seeking through yuelong; but of course he would never admit this. nor was he fully aware of it.
she appeared to him now, staring across the shoreline. ramesses approached with the step of a thoroughly pleased creature. "do you know that there are serpents which carry poisons, and each one different?" he inquired, thinking of their last meeting and wishing to start on a more acceptable path.