Wheeling Gull Isle xiiii. but tonight's just beginning

The journey to the sea was one he kept quiet on for the most part. He was either close to Rhælla or completely separate from the group and no inbetween as he watched everyone and gathered internal notes on their demeanor and behaviors. None of them seemed to mean any ill will and so he left them to their own devices while he tended to his and made sure Rhælla didn't get hurt while she took the reigns. She was incredible at leading, how she effortlessly guided them all and had so many following her had him a bit stunned and at the same time he was bothered. Connor and Lokie seemed good enough men but they weren't leaders and the other wolves were like him, quiet and observing while keeping to themselves. He wasn't sure what to make of the forming pack and he wasn't sure he quite wanted to stick around even though he would miss his little talks with Rhælla. As they crossed the bridge the scent of the sea brought him out of his thoughts and as Rhælla suggested they make this their home he shrugged "Its secluded and private with a big source of food and access to the mainland but we don't know about the fauna or how much prey is on the island either. Perhaps we should all explore so we get a bigger picture rather than just going off first appearance" he suggested to her, forgetting that he was supposed to be following her. He didn't think his opinion would be brushed aside though and as such looked to her and then briefly at Connor, knowing the male had suggested patrolling.