Wheeling Gull Isle trinity

God provides!

he felt nearly breathless and compelled to laugh all in one swoop. instead he was stunned into silence at the growth of heda.

then distracted by the bounding form of mo.

the buck struck at the ground, the warning sign of a patriarch protecting his kingdom.

bartholomew was no hunter! he knew not what the best course of action might be, but he felt the need to distract the buck from the growing boy.

he offered a sharp sound to round heda's attention if she had not yet noticed and began to move at a brisk pace. a sharp, yappier sound than the wolves around him might produce. hoping that the buck might turn upon him instead.