Wheeling Gull Isle parted seas

she stayed near still and he found relief to have not lost her. although the look on her face caused his own brows to pinch tightly.

the island is beautiful, isn't it? he hoped to redirect her glower. perhaps turn it into a look of awe, or at least intrigue. there was plenty to be seen here and the prey was bountiful. untouched by the mainland but thriving here for the intriguing shift of the land.

if she wished to be hunter, she could do so here.