Wheeling Gull Isle Wandering child of the earth,

They were home. Finally, finally home, and Aiolos moved the pack along with Hua as quickly as he could to get them there. Though nothing was really wrong with the forest or their allies, it was easy to say that the coastal pack's time on the mainland had been anything but easy. Still, some of their members were missing and it pained Aiolos much so that the day they did make it back home again, Ruo left him, taking their child along with. 

It had been two days since then. Two days and Aiolos had not left the island for a second. He had, however, been distant. He had taken Ruo's place as a recluse for the time, keeping to the rock they had made their den in and when not there, was scouring the edges of their island home for prey or predator.

This day it was predator, making way along the sandbar which connected the island to the mainland.  A dark young woman stood awaiting, her howl having rung out to the members of Yuelong. The fiery wolf padded into her direction across the sands, his face solemn, torn. How can I help you?