Wheeling Gull Isle my husband is at war,

I will. He agreed, having no intention of doing his pup any wrong. Of course there would be times where Houjin might have little tantrums, where teenage and yearling attitude might cause a spout between them, but Aiolos honestly didnt see his son as unruly and chaotic, bad tempered or anarchy. He reminded Aiolos much like his mother and he truly loved that about him. 

Ruo, as chill as ever, as unrelenting when it came to hiding her feelings, brushed Aiolos affection off her shoulders and moved on. Aiolos jaw tightened, but he said nothing. He knew he and Ruo were friends, close, or as close as Ruo could possibly let someone be. He knew she cared for him but... 

How could she make him feel so good and so horrible all in a manner of seconds? 

I had been head scout for some time now... He let out coolly, keeping his hard stare now on the ocean. Perhaps, until the twisting in his gut eased. She had to know that already though, surely? Not that it matter now. Recently, Hua has thought me fitting as Shàngjiàng. He stops, fiery eyes side glancing.