Wheeling Gull Isle Set aside your rules

The ocean added a different sort of noise than the forest had. Different weather. Different shelter. It still wasn't home. How long would that take? As well as can be. It's not the home we had.. It's not the scenario I'd hoped for when I'd wanted to find ways to bring our packs and family closer together. But this is what we've been dealt, and Hua could do with the support. It was about the one certain thing he could think of.

He wasn't sure how to approach things. This was all weird. He'd either been a neglected child or the leader. So what was he now? Floating. Is there anything we should be doing once we've fully settled in? I don't know whether I should pester Hua about that -- at least at this point. He didn't want to nag her, or bury her under more if she was having trouble treading water as it was. How could he help her?