Wheeling Gull Isle I've still got so much love hidden beneath this skin.

Despite there being little much else apart from the faint sneeze and whimper, Ruvik still remained poised at the ready a few paces away from the den entrance. Alert, yet cautious, one ear trained on the sounds coming from inside the den while the other turned back to hear for any coming up behind him. He knew one of those beastly males of Yuèlóng were Huā's mate, and he did not fancy them finding him so close to their pups.

Still, for the moment he did not hear anyone here on the surface, and so he continued to peer into the darkness, jumping a little as a voice suddenly called out. Soft and tired, though still recognizable. "Hello," he croaked back, tail beginning to thump, thump, thump behind him in excitement.