Wheeling Gull Isle all I want to see

@Aiolos @Ruò @Huojin

It had been too long since she had checked on the recluse. Huā knew where she made her home, but typically stayed away, knowing the siren liked her alone time and star-gazing better than any conversation. But it felt wrong to abandon her entirely, and at some point even rude. Not that Ruò ever minded rudeness- but they were cousins, and she was good company in gazing at the sky, and so Huā seeked her out.

In finding the rock that she settled herself in, Huā's snout wrinkled. The scent of Ruò, Aiolos- mothermilk wreathing within them both. She found it the strangest thing, and pressed forward till she stood just at the rock's entrance- unable to see what lay in the darkness within, but hearing the sniffling and coos well enough. How long had this secret been kept right under her nose? She would not be happy... with either of them.