Wheeling Gull Isle Good Tidings

dated for the 8th

She had come to the coast's edge with the intention of returning to the island, checking for Ying there, perhaps. And yet here, beside the edge of the water, stood a man. Huge and painted in the shades of mountains, bearlike is size and wholly different from her in every way. He seemed entranced as he gazed out at the water and the island in a way that she once had too. 

She was not feeling sick anymore, her energy had returned, and so she approached him eagerly, wagging tail spreading perfume behind her. She let out a gentle chuff to announce her presence once she was a couple yards away, and then, Island is pretty, right? I live there, She laughed lightly. He did not seem like a coastal wolf at all, and yet she still wondered if she could recruit him, or perhaps just spread the word of her claim.