Wheeling Gull Isle Blue Tides

For @Heda. Keeping things vague but it can be assumed he has been lingering on the islands outskirts.

Time passed. The days blended into each other and Ensio had watched as Sweetharbor swelled. A band of wolves brought together to form a stable pack. One tucked away from the mainland and the drama's there. He was curious of them. Intrigued by their customs and beliefs. The Northerner had always been the rational sort, but his mind was young. Willing and pliable.

He had not committed himself to them. Not yet. He was still testing the waters, so to speak. The greater reason he hesitated centered around a single wolf; Heda. Their lives had already been closely connected in so many ways. From the earliest days at the glacier, towards the end at the summit. He needn't be a burden in her life, a raw reminder of times perhaps left in the dust of the past. He called for her now, to settle the question bogging down his mind.