Wheeling Gull Isle dragon's breath

There was a wolf at the entrance. Yuèguāng huffed and rounded a tree, kicking up sand as she made her approach. The familiarity of the woman was almost painful; for a moment, Ying could not conjure a name. Ruò Shuāng? she asked, taking several steps closer to better pick up her scent. Being at another wolf's border created a power dynamic in which Ying was the superior, so she felt no shame in brushing her nose against the other's cheek.

It is you! she exclaimed, tail beating excitedly behind her, Did you come after Kun Kun? She recalled him mentioning his sisters would follow suit, but Ying had not thought about the Wang siblings.