Wheeling Gull Isle they are two alone

When he heard his wife call for him Mou dropped what he was doing, hastening along. His long strides carried him easily across the sand; it was cloudy overhead, the humidity making him pant openly by the time he neared the den.

The man did not immediately go to Maegi; rather, he did a quick patrol of the natural paths and kept an eye out for anything amiss, then made his way to the opening where Maegi waited.

Mou had not found any sign of danger. His brother was still on the fringes, so he felt at-ease, at least until he met with his wife and passed her a quick kiss. His expression was curious, looking from child to child as they sang along.