Wheeling Gull Isle count all the bees in the hive, chase all the clouds from the sky

Malakai nodded. Honestly, he probably didn't understand every bit of it, but Kai knew this was something he had to do to make himself one of God's warriors. That it would be official in the eyes of God. His father would not steer him wrong and Kai trusted his parents knew what they were talking about and what was right, so he obeyed. 

Following Caracal into the ocean tide, Malakai took high steps and a few hoping prances over the waves as they came at him until they passed those and into a calmer area beyond. The ocean was strong. Malakai had felt this before, pulling and tugging at him. He had seen those tossed onto the shores, battered by the waves, but he had never feared it. He, like his parents, did God's work and was at his mercy. Whatever happened to him was meant to happen - right? 

'I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Sun and the Holy Seagull' Kai lowered his skull as his dad lifted up a paw, ears flattening as water is poured over him. When he raises his head, from that moment forward he is Malakai Michael Redhawk, messager and warrior of God. Thanks dad. He grins.