Wheeling Gull Isle but i was hedging my bets at vbs

His head rattles cheerfully- gray! It is his favorite color! It made all the other colors shine brighter against it!

“Ok Dinny!” He slinks in close behind her down the way to the beach, trotting out from the black tangle of tree branches and into the bright shift of sunlight.

He doesn’t often go to the beach. It’s rather intimidating, the vast water frightens just as much as it mesmerizes. But he gets to explore for the first time with Dinah and he follows eagerly wherever she will lead him, filling each of her pawsteps in the sand with his own feet. He pauses here and there to consider each potential rock. By his eye, they are all pretty. He doesn't really understand what qualities make one more special than the others.