Wheeling Gull Isle Good Tidings

He continued to stare, captivated by this strange sea-woman. Her tongue, her pelt..., the fact she lived on an island... it was wholly unique and unknown to the man. Something new. And with that Greyback found himself interested.

He nodded in relief to the woman- now revealed as Hua to him. "What a unique name," he wondered aloud in a bearly audible whisper above the crashing waves hitting the shore. He was indeed far from home. "It is a pleasure to meet you Hua." he welcomed back with his awkward valley accent. Saying such a name was unknown to the wolf's tongue. " I hope the gods are in your favor on this kind day. I go by many names, but my wolves refer to me as Greyback—I am the patriarch to Easthollow."

He gulped as another gust of wind swept by, tangling his fur with the scent of the woman. Did she know?

"If I may be brash... but from where I hail going out in such a state could be considered unbecoming... Do your leaders make you toil till the day's end in such conditions?" He asked with surprise to her.