Wheeling Gull Isle lost and found

A pale stone's gaze, tossed to the wet sands as she took in his words. And when she speaks and lifts her head up again, it is with an equally cold snap. Alive or not, it did little to sooth the mother's pain from the separation. Quickly, the fire in Aiolos gaze cast away from that of ice and out unto the open ocean before them.

It isnt easy... He admits, having suffered through the same. He feels though, as a man who never thought himself ever going to be able to play the role of father, he would have still loved and lost then never loved at all.

Gingered ears perked to her words of her son and the honesty which she had spoken, of her settled disliking for the coast. With this knowledge, Aiolos frowns. The only reason why he could have imagined her coming here  and then staying was for the possibility of something between she and Astaroth and then had stayed in order to raise her son in the safety of an established pack. She didnt like her home here and as a wolf who had been in this pack for quite some time that was upsetting for him to know. Aiolos could only hope, should @Kukutux find him a bride or should Aiolos come of one by his own accord, that she would love the sea just as much as he had and not find resentment in her home.

Will you be staying here then, he began to ask, Now that nothing is holding you? He couldn't imagine so and wanted to be aware, prepared.