Sea Lion Shores what vexes all men? a woman

Axolotl feels a small swell of warmth in his chest as Maera accepts his small and brief touch and returns the touch. He draws back to give her space and takes note of her smile and how it lights up her entire face. There is a soft twitch of his own lips but he is not unburdened and already the guilt of how easily he has let himself be distracted from his true purpose begins to eat at him. The sandbar has taken it’s own beating and even if it hadn’t it was only present during low tide when Atlan’s waves recede along it. Not anywhere near enough that it is visible or that it could not sweep a wolf off to sea with a particularly strong wave. It poses it’s own threats. The leviathan is a strong swimmer but he does not think that even he can realistically make the swim from mainland to the Isle without drowning — or coming close to it. For the moment, the leviathan is as stranded on the mainland as he was previously on Wheeling Gull Isle.

This gives him ample opportunity to fulfill his initial objective. Axolotl is drawn out of his thoughts, ears cupping forth atop his skull accented with a soft furrowing of his brow when Maera declares that she will help him. It comes as wholly unexpected to him. He hesitates for a moment before he asks, “You will?” simply because the leviathan had no designs of asking for her assistance especially when he does not have anything to offer her in return for her help (or so he thinks, anyway).