Wheeling Gull Isle for what future may come

she promised she'd be safe, and he trusted her. even if tzila herself was a little bit of a hothead, he believed she had enough maternal instincts to keep their children out of harm's way. he returned her nudge with a gentle bump against her shoulder, chin tipped upwards as he thought over her question.

"mine probably. gold eyes seem to be a pretty strong trait found in my bloodline." his father had the most magnificent shade of ruby, and yet he and all his siblings had inherited their mother's gold. he would have gone into more detail had her attention not been swept away. and so instead of continuing he simply followed after her, stunned by the enchanting beauty before them. "it's incredible, dare i say perfect", like it had been made for them all along.