King Elk Forest the inundation

The woman's query caught his ears and the dark male held her gaze to his own for a long moment before bowing his head in response. "Yes. I will always return to her," came his verbal answer. The sea was so much a part of him that it pained the pitch-coated titan to be far from her for very long. He could feel the yearning in his gut. Every day spent away from the crashing water was anguish. Skellige knew that he could not waste time in claiming a home. He would need to recruit wolves from that land. As detached as he was, he knew better than to continue down the path of solitude. It would do him more harm than good. 

"Join me," the crack of his baritone struck the open air with surprising command. If the golden woman were to deny him, he would not condemn her for it. Still, Skellige knew that the sands of the ocean would be as close as she would find to a home. And he would offer that to her.