Wheeling Gull Isle my husband is at war,

And a roll of thunder warned the lands and lightning flashed over the skies and rain began to fall, light for the time being but the wind was strong, the waves higher and a sheet of gray could be seen from the mainland. 

The red and creamy wolf paused, ears perked to the sound, looking out over the spread of sea which separated Yuelong from the rest of the world, a distance he was content with. They were protected, secure. 

Little Otter, He returned with a small smito playing to his lips. Did you now? He spoke, shaking out his coat and approaching nearer on the sands. What for? He didnt recall ever being anyone's 'hero'.