Wheeling Gull Isle words from my heart

there was something off about her cousin. the previous energy the mermaid had seemed long gone, only to be a shell. it what was to be felt, as the spirit the ying she remembered, had not come to.

ruo could only force herself to try and continue their usual banter, "dumbass."

she looked toward the small cub, and nodded, "yes. my only son, huojin."