Sea Lion Shores bitter and biting

Ceallach had crossed the soundbar and had taken to the shores, exploring the coast on the other side while his family seemed settled. Ceallach had never faced winter, feeling off put and a little uneasy by the whole thing. It was cold. He honestly worried about the whole isle and what they would all end up doing but so far he didn't think that Reed and Droman would survive if they were taken across the sea. It was midday and the warmth of the sun soothed him a bit. He kicked rocks around, just idly taking in the scents of the area.