Wheeling Gull Isle good morning america!

wanna wrap?

the starchild regained some energy and continued searching for the source. he came closer to his father's legs, close enough to feel the older man's breath lightly graze his spine, then opened his mouth to whine for warmth.

and should aiolos not provide, huojin would turn back toward the scent of milk to find his way to ruo's side.