Wheeling Gull Isle The Key to My Castle

Aiolos had allowed himself yet again to be content within the island's protection and away from the troubles on the mainland. No new information had been passed by Kukutux and he grew restless of it. For now, his time had been spent catching up with @Andromaque and ensuring @Drifter had been healing well off of his wounds. 

He was enjoying settling on the shoreline, allowing the salty water to rush around his pelt as he lay close enough for the waves to move around him. When a call sounded, the guardian was beckoned to heed it and come padding in a steady lope into the stranger's direction. Welcome to Yuelong. He greets the man with a dip of creamy muzzle.