Totoka River Diving in the deep,

We can wrap this one up in favor of your newest one?

 

She wanted to come, an excitement and readiness filling her seaglass eyes as she squirmed on the sands. Yet it was, with a sadness in her expression and an explanation, she could yet not. Her brother was still wandering around this coast and likely searching too. If she left the beach and went inland to the forest, there was a chance they might loose one another permanently. He understood it all and confirmed so with a nodding of his head despite the frown he now wore. 

Yes. He ensured her as his oddly placed Mandarin came off his tongue. It just did not flow correctly in the way Greek did, an obvious foreigner he was. His bloodline came from wolves carved hardy by cold rock and salt, though far different from the tides which these coastal wolves came from. 

Unknowingly how to politely explain that he should be heading back to the forest, he settled with a simple "goodbye" in her tongue. After all, he needed to deliver the message to his Empress the state of the island as well as a woman akin to her breed, eyes and language.