Wheeling Gull Isle nothing but goodbye

Aiolos followed the call (after giving @Huojin a lick to his crown) which lead him to The Quiet of their home. He trailed along the salty river which flowed within, opening up to the lake and deadend, wide and open space. Dimly lit, cool and still. That is, until Hua mentioned the little game they were to play, soaking herself in the sea water and shaking about.

Other wolves began following suit, Aiolos which kept him his placement as he watched them, smirk upon his mug. Aiolos never had the opportunity to play games as a child, being an unwanted basterd son. He remembered in his youth watching the others play and secretly, now allowed to so himself, made his chest flutter. Happiness, it was. Pure happiness. 

His lower half folded against the hard and cold rock. His rump up and tail waving like a banner. He waited and then, sprung up, adding in a little jolted hop towards the backside of the cavern. Come out, come out... Wherever you are...!