Wheeling Gull Isle loneliness like a heartbeat

naoyuki’s motor development might have been slower than some of his peers, but one couldn’t deny his progress. he’d become better at wading in shallow waters, and could even climb pride rock with some confidence. he often lingered on this side of the island where the abandoned whelping den remained.

today, he’d decided to wander inland for his morning meal, as opposed to sifting through sand for washed-up shellfish. yuki pranced from sand onto soil, humming to himself a new song.

They were a pretty child. The land of this isle was full of beautiful wolves, and she especially so admired the nobility and sleek nature of this ones pelt. Though like a doe, a darkened speckled.. The one particular thing was the gray-eyes, she thought maybe it was but the color, but they seemed unusual. Fanglong could not tell in particular when she was so far, and came closer to look.

"hello," the dark mermaid greeted, "I Fanglong, you?"