Wheeling Gull Isle will soothe, so close your weary eyes

At the sound of his voice, Huā blinked her eyes back open and smiled softly. I am tired. She laughed with a bashful shake of her head. She looked him up and down, his healing scars, thoughtful. On his bravery, bravery in the face of assholes like Donovan- the way he showed he was here for more than just Ruò or Huojin, rather the way he defended the whole pack, held things together like glue.  This, um... why I call you, I guess. Come, sit. Talk with me, She invited, batting a black paw on the low grass beside her.