Wheeling Gull Isle You have walked this path since your birth

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The young sailor was unsure how long he’d been standing there, stare unwavering, before he felt another at his side. At first, he lurched upwards and back, throwing a sideways glance at the source of contact—but upon realising who it was, he settled and leaned into her. There was a moment of ease before he remembered the dark wolf, then the child stiffened and snapped his head back around to see—but the space was absent.

With panic in his eyes and airplane ears out, he looked back to his sister. Had she seen where the stranger went?