Wheeling Gull Isle but i was hedging my bets at vbs

Out there! She exclaims, eagerly pointing to the foothills outside the den with a raise of her snout. I know aaaaaall the best rock-finding spots. I'm the best forager, don't'cha know? the mischievous grin grows, snaking up to crinkle her eyes at the edges and bring roundness to her cheeks.
She considers it for a moment — was he still frightened by the outdoors? You don't gotta be scared, she says, then, voice lowered to a gentle tone. I'll protect you. Jus' follow my lead, yeah? she rises to a stand, nudging her brother's shoulder with the tip of a cold little nose and a happy beat of her tail.