Wheeling Gull Isle Everybody get on board

He still didn't trust the coast. But given his experiences, could you blame him? Still, despite the fact he much would have preferred a Yuelong wolf to come to him, the last time, they didn't have any answers. He had questions -- what about the scouting trip, how was Hua, any sign of the crazy people -- and they should have at least some of the answers. He hoped.

Crossing low water if he had to, Mal had arrived at the border, sniffing around for a clue or two first about who might be around, he gave it some thought. It seemed like Ying was gone? Did she go off scouting and decide she didn't need backup from Neverwinter? It confused him. At least he could ask, shortly. He'd also missed out on Atausiq's presence entirely, that scent was gone enough that he didn't know he'd come here in the first place. Aiolos was still around, smelled like, but he didn't know any of the other wolves.

Look, really he didn't want to talk to the other wolves anyway. Hua had made an impression on him, and since he didn't have a damn clue of what had gone down in the island pack since, he'd shown up as if nothing had. Before he'd gotten too close, he'd stopped to preen his coat a bit so he could look good for her, though he wasn't sure if the mist now clinging to the end of his fur really did anything to help that. He tried, at least. The fact Hua had brought gifts on her visit hadn't been forgotten, so he aimed to do the same, and had fortunately gotten lucky along the way. The rabbit was young but plump, so he hoped it'd go over well. Not bad for winging it, at least. He placed it at his feet then raised his head and called for Hua, shifting in his spot impatiently a few times, excited to see her, but finally able to convince himself to look cool and wait.