Wheeling Gull Isle im working.

the heavens did not favour the siren upon hunting, as each instance with the sisters resulted in a failed hunt. though she perhaps thought they were bad luck, and solidfied her resolve to a better life in a reclusive setting. hunting alone was always better.

when ruo sprung forth in a mighty speed, she missed just enough where instead of grabbing the bird, she only nipped the wing. it successfully flew off, leaving only the wind and sand behind.

goddamn it.