Wheeling Gull Isle from water we are born

Alas, once more it was not Hua which arrived firstly to those gathered at the end of the sand bar. The fiery coated wolf paced down the length of the beach and towards the call of a visitor at his border. His border, the thought caused a small chuckle to rise from his throat. 

He takes note to the creamy stranger with points of brown and mark down her tail. Priam is with her, the young war-torn girl he knew little of savor her former weaseling in the Saints ranks and her willingness to help with their defeat. Side by side he could only assume they had a relationship together, whatever it was. 

Hello Priam. As he of her-name, sight, scent, but nothing personal. And then to the full on stranger, And to you, miss. Leader or not, Aiolos was still the man who held women at high regard. I am Aiolos, Emperor here. How can I help you?