Wheeling Gull Isle chichplei

still hiatusing, just trying to chip away at my threadlogs <3

"vhat sadness!" were his reply to miss heda's simple shrug. "ough, vhat heartbreak dat'd be tchu mi! yeau are great voman, tchu be firm liek stone dis island iz ouf." trough the tilt of his cords, slavuj's gaze was sincere and strong.

"yeau vill make choir again, mis heda, ai know sou."

"mi, ae singer?" slavuj's paw rose in mock insult, pausing his amble alongside the woman. "vhy, is gull ae flyer? fish ae swimmer?" he chuckled heartily, continuing.

"yea, dis dag can holl'r. bat, un-four-tchu-nat-eh-lee," and slavuj tilted his head towards her, humorous. "vhen gad vas share-ing songs, he taught th' volves first, den let dags figure it demselves!"