Wheeling Gull Isle hell hath no fury

“I guess we all need some time. To figure things out,” His jaw clenches, he stares at his paws in the sand, confused. He didn’t want to have to pick a side. There were no sides.

But then his father asks what he will do, and he frowns.

“Now… I-I’m gonna learn how to swim. And then after, I’m gonna hunt so we have something to eat tonight.” He steps towards his father and gently wraps an arm around his waist. He looks up into his face. “I love you. I’m not going anywhere.”

On the same day his father and sister lost their faith, Judah Redhawk decided it was time to grow up.