Cerulean Cape i won't go down by myself, but i'll go down with my friends

Once the more vulnerable wolves departed, Moorhen found herself more and more reluctant to fight. The gentle morals that Coelacanth had managed to instill in her kept her from abandoning her impromptu comrade to her fate, but it would likely be clear to both males that she was ready to R U N N O F T as soon as Aiolos was.

Still, she remained steadfast and bristling by his side, even as her ear continued to bleed. She was beginning to feel that injury now that the shock of it had passed, and she was keen to get away and find someone who could help clean her up. Perhaps Aiolos would be good for that, or perhaps the sea would be her nursemaid once more.