ruo took @Huojin upon the top, sitting on the peak of her pride rock. not many were to come across it, as the sirens scent was marked all over, a claim for her, and only her. if her son did not wander to her father, she would keep him peacefully between her paws, while looking at the moving waves. 

she always felt at peace, watching the sea.

"lion," the siren took a look toward him, "how are you," she asked, before gaze breaking back toward the ocean. she couldn't help deny, it was hard at times to lock eyes with his ambers, feeling awkward due to their circumstances. she however, would never be able to soley toss him away, for he was huojins father, but also felt someone important.

ruo however, couldn't say for certain if what she felt was desire, for him. she knew, like hua, ying, majority of her cousins and siblings, were dear to her heart, it felt like he was in the same league. passion, or attatchment to aiolos was still an enigma she wasn't sure to call yet. sometimes she could see his burning desire, but she never knew how to greet back toward that.

she wasn't sure how to feel.

"he is older," she looked down, "i can leave more." she told a white lie, with a bit of truth. in reality she could've gone out, just chose not to as she reserved herself into isolation with her dramatic lifestyle. she felt there was too much tension caused by herself and didn't desire to see anyone. but if she wanted to, mostly could've gone out a bit more. with a son though, still has to have restraint.

"anything new?"

might as well ask the latest gossip.

"that is good," ruo had faint knowledge her cousin had left, which pained the siren, but there wasn't anything she could do. on with life really. she simply tried to move forward, "i smell a lot of newer wolves as well."

ruo could be counted as a 'veteran,' to yuelong. however she was still the lowest rank- without a trade, without any friends. she was the recluse of the land not many knew of. and, she didn't mind that. however it gave wary, as unfamilarity wasn't the best feeling.

"many of my family seemed to simply disappear. wonder where they went." she voiced the thought out loud and questioned where they gone. many cousins, many siblings. However, as Ruo was a rather reclusive wolf, she didn't, in all honesty, cared too much. perhaps it was the fact a part of her family, was also a very.. nightmare part of her life. it wasn't spoken much, about ruo's life back home. 

but she never wanted to share it.

she was very cut off from the family, so her feelings toward them, were so little, and almost non-existent.

perhaps if the siren wasn't horribly brutalized by some, it would be different.

she wonders, if her childhood terrors, would ever come to yuelong.

sometimes she felt like the salt of the sea stung her faint scars.

perhaps it was all an illusion.

as long as the current reality, was real. even if any family was no longer around, she would make a new one.

ruo was always quiet. even upon her own abuse, she remained of silence. neither her siblings or cousins, will know, and never shall. most likely, she will keep the secret to her gave.

she did not wish to ever divulge that part anymore.

even though sometimes, they plague her dreams.

"maybe," she could only assume her siblings ran off to their parents, "maybe didn't like yuelong," or they simply didn't enjoy the cousins being in charge. coastal wolves were very dominant- in ruo's opinion anyway.

"didn't like foreigners," they were also racist as fuck.

"all different cultures," she noted the one large thing about these wilds, as many were from a variety of cultures, "not all like," but it's also something some wolves wouldn't like. she was neutral about it, as ruo in general wasn't too focused onto her own. of course, it was something she desired to pass down onto huojin, but it wasn't something she'd defend to the death.

done more harm then good, really.

somethings are best left behind.

"tell me about it."

ruo silently listened to the beginning, to the end without a word of intervention. she only vaguely knew of the lions past, "i see." perhaps it explained his quant nature, and more noticable subservient behavior.

"our culture is the opposite- men are ontop." the conclusion drawn is the two were definitely from different worlds. within the coastal wolves past, the males were often praised and loved, while females, casted aside. the sexist behavior was not brought to yuelong.

she had to think. ruo was a well-known recluse, even coming to the wilds, not many cousins knew of her, and barely remembered so. she often strayed away from family, so the cruelty of men was not much to her, "woman are ruthless," but, there was others. she wasn't destroyed by the men, but the woman who should've been her allies.

"men cruel to others. i stay away." as she always has.

ruo only raised a brow at his joke, before shaking her head.

"if he wants to." generally, she was giving him the choice whether he wished for so. ruo was forcing the swimming upon him, which was her only requirement, but she didn't care much if he wished to explore more. she had a vague understanding he was getting lessons, but the siren wasn't sure if he was enjoying it to. her son didn't give her any complaints, so she remained silent on the matter.

"if he learns english well enough."

"i switch between common and home tongue." well, not often, but sometimes. she had to say ruo prioritized her own language above else, but wouldn't willingly admit so. she tried to correct herself, sometimes, on using english, but to truly bond with him, simply felt easier in mandarin.

"should have told me before." it was simply obvious she would teach him her own, but the siren had no idea the lion knew greek. when her son spoke greek occasionally, she wasn't sure where it came at, and he, with baby-talk, could barely answer. only now has he been getting better at it.

"it wont hurt." she agreed. learning more then a few would be useful in the long-run, but the language of greek was not something ruo would be able to help.

"it growing late," she said, "i'm going to bed."

"be safe," she said to the lion, before forcibly picking her son up regardless of his resistance. then, a final glance toward aiolos, before whisking away into the den.