Wheeling Gull Isle The guardian of lost souls.

Orochi did not go to the shore to observe nature (he only did that when Hide was around). He went there to crush driftwood, chase seagulls, and try to eat those damn crabs (he’d yet to succeed).

The young man was always active, always starting fights with something. Most of the costal wolves—aside from his friend—didn’t want to spar with him. Well, it’d be more accurate to say he never asked. Even after being here for months, Orochi wasn’t a social butterfly.

If he wanted to fight he had three options; Hide, who wasn’t here at the moment, Naoyuki, also not here and annoying, and Luli, who was standing in the water. Not his preferred sparring partner. He’d rather not deal with any more idiotic babies, but she was his only option.

Hey! he barked as he approached. You’re Luli right?