Wheeling Gull Isle i know, i know

Although uniform in color, there were some interesting patterns to be found among the inland wolves. Her mind instantly roamed to pelted coat of Mal, which she had only been able to admire for a moment before having his image tarnished. 

She shrugged her shoulders, wondering if Feng might have an explanation. Sometimes, parents make some weird babies. If Mal were the father of Hua's assumed litter, she could only imagine what their children might look like. Maybe there's a wolf out there who looks like one of those.