Wheeling Gull Isle solitude

he doesn't want me lol, she almost added in a furor of oversharing and angst and bitterness.
but heda was doing so well at holding all that calmly inside until she could be alone.
"no, that's blueberry. she's as sweet as her name sounds, and a very good friend. you'll meet her soon." heda began to descend the greenhills toward the palm forest beyond. and she didn't expand beyond that, about kacia or her disappearance, lest she truly lose it in front of caracal. "you said maybe a couple of days? do you want to hunt while you're here?"