Wheeling Gull Isle if i lose you now

naoyuki paused, then shifted to an attentive stance. his head tilted gently in either direction to assist in the tracking of approaching footsteps while his tail raged behind him with jovial excitement. it was still difficult for him to differentiate packmates by scent alone; instead, he waited for his company to speak before deciding who they were.


nao-nao, called the familiar voice. yuki again turned himself in nüwu’s direction, trying to differentiate her slightly darker section of space from the rest of the unknown — still, his eyes remained focused on the space just above where she lay.


nüwu asked something which prompted great thought: you are looking at the sky? naoyuki sat back down onto his hindquarters, facing the sun rather than the island’s interior. what’s sky? he retorted? while his sighted mothers had done their best to explain some things, they couldn’t have known how difficult it might be for him to understand.