Cerulean Cape Sea & Moon, I pray to thee

He would smile to her, a small smile to which he dipped his muzzle in turn for her thanks. As they settled on the beach with the Mother Moon watching over them, he wonders if soon she may leave and continue onward to whatever venture she may take. He had enjoyed her company thus far, feeding the loneliness he had held after Ruo and his son had left him. 

Well... He straightened as he shifted in his sit and took a breath, turning his eyes back to the ocean. Life can be a bit tricky of course when your a servant. But the boy grew to enjoy sparring and as he grew and practiced was not a source for bullying like before. He made a fine guardian for the sirens and was a rather favored consort to them. He enjoyed the structure, the discipline and busyness of it all. He took a scouting mission after some time then, coming to a land not all that far from home but still a stretch. He lost his group, however, and had come to be accepted by a pack far different from the customs he was used to. Time passed and the boy was a man moved on, the world having thrown at him many reasons to believe he was not just some servant. I'd say he was doing rather well now, I think. 

Turning back to her, a sheepish grin took his creamy lined mug. For if it wasnt obvious, he was the boy which he spoke of in the story.