Wheeling Gull Isle it's been so long you thought you would die

He was a fisher and so it only seemed fitting that he would fish her from the ocean not once but twice.

Rokig had begged her (not exactly but almost begged) to not swim in the deep ends again. He could find exciting things for her to do outside of the ocean's depths. Panic squeezed his chest harder this time than it had the first time. Something seemed wrong about the scene. More than just her being in the water. It didn't look like she was fighting like she had the first time, even when the water didn't seem so harsh this time. Something was terribly wrong.

He crashed into the water as a loud whine vibrated through his throat. For someone who was mostly trained in grabbing fish you would have thought he would have had better luck at grabbing Lainie. He missed a few times as the ocean seemed to toy with him.

Give her back! He shouted as if the waters might actually listen to him. Salty tears pooled in his eyes, likly going missed thanks to an already saltwater-soaked face. Then he managed to get over his emotions (for a brief moment, god he was probably going to have a mental breakdown after) and grab her scruff. Giving it everything he got the Seawolf attempted to pull her back onto shore.