Wheeling Gull Isle there's nothing left for me to stay

a soft shudder slithers down his spine as he feels hua press her side against his own; the touch of her shoulder against his, the physical awareness of her rounding sides in a way he hadn't been before. it wasn't unpleasant. to ying's suggestion, atausiq nods. i am strong enough. she needn't worry about that; he would help her take down the injured sea lion ( he isn't eve sure he knows what a sea lion is ) she spoke of. it might be a new quarry that atausiq has not come across before ...but he assumes that hunting it will be the same as hunting anything else.

his new sister-in-law departs then, leaving him alone with his siren bride. i will teach you. he assures her, glad that she is willing to teach him her native tongue. it's almost unfair, he teases. your common is quite good already. he draws in a breath of the still strange salty brine, glimpsing around. it is a beautiful isle ...but it feels strange to be surrounded by so much undrinkable water. perhaps his siren bride would make a coastal wolf out of him yet.

give me a tour? he inquires with a small nudge to hua's cheek if she allows it.