Wheeling Gull Isle and i smashed those tiny mirrors inside of your skull

what the fuck is she watching. per' usual, ruo would be found by the beaches, rare to be within the isle's own forests. she preferred her home by the waters, and her stoney ledge, that gave way to be a guardian for herself and ward off the storms and sky. she heard a ruckus, and removed herself from the shaded edge, only for the siren to discover a foreign man without a leg.

however, she could detect the smell of cousins. she assumed, he was welcome. a few of her cousins were rather wary over those not of their own, but ruo was indifferent. she had more friends on the outside, then those of the inside- but either way, preferred the life of her own self. the silence, that he did not give. it was surprising that they let a stranger within yuelong.

the otter crept from underneath the ledge and perched ontop, watching in silence as the fool ran, then fell, and continued to be brought back up. she was curious on what his purpose was, as in the end, it all resulted into a fall.