Wheeling Gull Isle When everyone you thought you knew deserts your fight

This was weird. The further he traveled in these lands, the warmer his reception became. Maybe it was something in the water here. Tybault cast a wary glance at the churning saltwater around them, then turned his suspicion back to the man.
He wanted to leave. Immediately. But he wouldn't find Ophelia by running away from the few who seemed to want to help, no matter how many alarm bells it set off.
Okay, He said simply at first, wearing his suspicion like a bright red cape. He stared at the man for a moment. Who are you? For real, what kind of pack wolf just invited someone in? Was this a mark of reason, or a mark of insanity? It was hard to tell with pack wolves.