Wheeling Gull Isle you spread yourself too thin

Aiolos knew the brown wolf to be a strong one. Had he not been missing a foot he likely would have been able to throw his weight around just about any in the ranks easily. Maybe having the missing limb was the Goddesses way of keeping Orochi in line; to keep him from becoming a monster. 

Now Orochi was in the sands, being taught a lesson when it came to making sure to respect those of higher rank. Aiolos held firm to the yearling, pushing him harder into the dirt the more he kicked and squirmed. After awhile, he stopped and after a moment longer, Aiolos released. 

Backing up to that Orochi could rise and collect himself, a warning growl was given to allow the youth to know this fight would not be over if Orochi still wished to retaliate. 

No wolf who disrespects their leader will call themselves jiàngguān here. Now leave, He snaps, his fiery gaze hard on the boy. Before I feel the need to strip you of something else. And so he watched and waited. Either Orochi would grow to learn to respect his superiors or he wouldnt. Only time would tell the difference and if with it, should he still have a placement here in Yuelong. Only then does Aiolos turn, leaving the scene with a bitterness on his tongue.