Wheeling Gull Isle left his mark

There was a stillness now, a quiet he had not felt here in some time. The Neverwinter forest wolves had all but dismissed themselves- Aibreann, Tuathal, and the life of Cam entirely. The pain which Mal suffered seemed to follow him still and he, along with his pups and Hua, had kept to themselves. Then those which had come and lived here before, Aiolos searched, called, but did not find. Drifter, Wylla and her ward, Andromaque, the wolf-dog Elixir, and of course any and all family of Hua savor a few of her own pups all together.

The winds were changing. Members came and went as they always had. The coming a Spring brought out what Winter had kept close and those wishing for adventure or to create family and pack of their own were gone.

Aiolos takes a heavy breath and paws at the rocky outcrops of the eastern coast before moving down towards the waters. He sees Mou there and woofs in wordless greeting.