Wheeling Gull Isle knocks me right off of my feet

aiolos seemed willing to entertain huojin, exciting the boy’s otherwise non-adventurous spirit. his tail wagged excitedly behind him, cutting clean lines through the invisible salt-soaked air. ψάρια, ψάρια, he mumbled to himself, small paws carrying him toward aiolos’s side.

huojin hadn’t considered that they would have to walk onto the sand to reach the water, and was visibly taken aback once this realization set in. no, he told aiolos, brow furrowing gently together. ψάρια, no beach.