Wheeling Gull Isle you’ll never settle any of your scores

The hatred.
It radiated from him strongly.
Minori's ears shifted back and she stared at the young dragon, eyes roaming his face for a long moment. If it weren't for Takara's presence the boy would never have gotten any fondness from her. If not for Deku always seeing something good within the explosive fire she probably would have tossed him away from her in the beginning. The promise...that she'd protect him was one she'd taken as seriously as she could when dealing with a violent child who wouldn't accept any of the care she offered when she had. The guilt for the loss of her temper before Issun died, it weighed heavily on her heart. That moment when her fallen and foolish love lay broken on the ground bleeding out with his last movements, all she had seen was the look on Orochi's face. It was a reminder that he was only still just a boy if not one with mutiple problems and it was the moment she'd promised to try. She had....she had tried to find him but the cliffs had fallen and the sea swept her away.

He said she had nerve coming here and she gave a short laugh as she'd been here months and he'd been gone...she had as much of a right as he did though she wasn't dumb to the fact she'd stalked him to the island before he'd vanished. The hostile words were something she was used to but it wasn't welcomed near her den and she tossed a glance over her shoulder at her children who'd be left without warmth if she didn't stay put and return to them soon. "I deserve a fresh start from the hell we both experienced before everyone got seperated. Do you blame me for the earth shaking too?" she was tired of dancing around the issue between them, her eyes flashing as she stepped further outside her den and closer to him. She didn't care if he attacked her, she figured it was a long time coming anyway but she wanted him away from the children.