The last thing you expected when a rather strange looking family of six had appeared on the island was to fall face first for one of the sons. Their entire first month here all anyone could hear at all times was whispers about their demon blood and them being half-breeds. The chief had attempted time and time again to stop the near harassment that occurred every day, and though it’d toned down significantly, it’s still there, just quieter, and more hidden.

The Sully’s can finally walk the island without people running away in terror or averting their gaze, but people still have their opinions about them. Opinions shared in low voices and secrecy. Opinions shared by people who happen to be your own family. Not only had you fallen for an Omatikaya, but you’d fallen for the (significantly more) rebellious Sully son, who’d already gotten into a dozen problems in the short months he’s been here. How many times had he left you stranded when you’d made plans to meet up because he had once again gotten into some sort of trouble and had been forbidden from even touching the ocean with his pinkie toe by his father?

Every time you think it might finally be time to let someone in on your secret, Lo’ak does something that spreads like wildfire across the island and there go the frowns and the gossip and the stares every time he’s in the vicinity. You’ve tried to get it through his seemingly incredibly thick skull that he should probably stop getting into so much trouble if he ever wants a shot at a serious and un-secretive relationship, but it all seems to go in one ear and out the other. He’ll nod and say, yes, yes, I’m going to start acting right. And then all you do is part for the night and by morning time he’s on thin ice with just about the entire clan. How he does it, you’ve got no clue. It’s like he has something in his mind that actually prevents him from acting correctly.

It’d been no surprise last night when he’d left you stranded in the alcove once again. You’d woken up early to hunt to blow off the steam from all the annoyance. Lo’ak realizes all too late that he probably shouldn’t even be attempting to apologize to you when you have a spear in your hand. He thinks he deserves a little stabbing, anyway.

“I really am sorry. My dad got on my ass for being out so late, and I couldn’t exactly tell him I was out with Payakan so I said I’d been out riding my ilu, and since I’d already used the lie I couldn’t exactly use it again to meet with you,” Lo’ak explains as you stab a fish rather harshly, nearly making him wince. Him and Payakan. You understand he’s his spirit brother, but sometimes it feels like he’d rather spend time with a tulkun than you.