Wheeling Gull Isle Breath of the sea

The opposite had struck Minori, who had woken up feeling strangely tired and nauseated. As usual the warrior attempted to walk it off, walking over the land bridge and along the coast with a slower pace occasionally letting out a burp from indigestion. Spotting someone disappearing down the beach she followed, ears perked up as she caught the scent of Yuèlóng. Eager to actually meet someone seeing as the male she'd tried to meet days earlier had brushed her off in a rush she hurried toward the pools. "Hello, you're from Yuèlóng?" she called out forgetting her manners and pausing in her approach in case she startled the woman. Why had she asked such a dumb question? Clearly she was, she smelled of the island strong enough. "I'm Minori" she introduced trying to prompt conversation and finding that after much time alone it wasn't easy anymore. That's why she happened to enjoy Yuèlóng, Hūa had welcomed in and given her responsibility which meant a hell of a lot to the General. Work always meant purpose to her but nowadays if she had a job to do then she had a reason to get up every day and face the absence of everyone she had ever loved.