Wheeling Gull Isle mother's embrace

Yoo-long?
Yoo-eh-long. Means moon-dragon. Huā corrected patiently. Though she found the mispronounciations amusing- the one Tyche had just made converted moon-dragon into fish-dragon- she knew there was no meaning in chastising the girl for her unfamiliarity with Huā's culture. Perhaps she would learn more of it in time, if she wished. 

Tyche seems eager to help as soon as possible- to which Huā chuckles warmly, shaking her head. Nothing urgent for you. For me, I must return to my children. She explained, shaking out her pelt as she prepared to take her leave. I do suggest you explore island and meet your packmate if you can, though. She mused, slowly beginning to turn on her heel. Farewell, Tyche. And thank you. With that she dipped her head, and would depart in the immediate direction of her den if there were no further questions from the silver.