Wheeling Gull Isle the curse

huojin walked to aiolos, greeting him with an excited bounce. he huddled between his father’s forelimbs to hide within plumes of ginger fur, should anyone come to interrupt their bonding. 

immediately, he became immersed in the water show; remnants of daylight crested incoming waves, creating splotches of reflective white on the ocean’s surface. huojin wondered if he could-

the empress’s words were met with a surprised gasp, huojin turning away to further conceal himself. she was largely unfamiliar, only present in distant memories, which made him.. apprehensive, hesitant to interact.