Wheeling Gull Isle I

Aiolos strode the sands of his home as often he did, his trail day after day likely to have worn a path had the constant shifting of the sands and spray of the sea not washed it away. He scouted far less on the mainland as he once had, if only due to the fact that much trouble came of it. He recently only really strayed far when he meant to visit @Kukutux... Their conversation, not long ago, still weighing heavily on him. 

Thoughts, thankfully, are broken as he caught sight of Aimi along the shoreline ahead. He woofs out to her in friendly greet as he trots the remainder of the distance between them. Further ahead is a great bull, different then the bulls one may refer to off the coast. Close to the seaside, he would likely get away before the wolves could do anything about hunting him. They would have needed more then just the two of them, anyhow.