Wheeling Gull Isle all I want to say

Xiaoqing, who initially huddled in close to his fearful sister, had a sudden change in demeanor. In an odd turn of events, the pointed boy seemed to have developed an unexpected surge of confidence. He scooted forward, just enough to place himself directly in Luli's line of sight, but the koi did not realise that he did so in defence of her.

Baby blue eyes blinked closed and, still eager for the comfort of contact, the tiniest of Huā's seadragons leaned in close to bury her face among the downy, sandy hues of Xiaoqing's pelage. That was where she would stay either until her littermate stepped away, or until the den's intruder took his leave.