Wheeling Gull Isle a false movement, true

For @Huā!

The birth of Yuèlóng's puppies had inspired an uncharacteristic feeling of hopefulness within Ruvik, almost as if he had a sense of purpose now. Here, he could most certainly help and prove his worth, provide for beings more useless than he in some tangible way. He still held himself with the same hesitant awkwardness, but he was walking with a little more determination in his stride these days.

While he could not defend their territory from threats nor reliably help search for their missing few, Ruvik figured Huā would need all the food she could get nowadays, and so he set his sights on the shoreline of the island, wading fourth into the shallows with a bowed head. He hadn't the first clue when it came to fishing in open waters such as these, but surely the ocean would provide for them as it had done so so far.