It was with his destination, despite being rather unspecific when he said the coast in mind he took the initial lead but hung back, then, to let her do her (future) job as Outrider of The Sunspire. It was true, too, that she knew the Wilds much better than he did. Though Sumayl was, by nature, an authoritarian creature, he didn't mind allowing her to take the lead, walking a few paces in front of him. His pace was leisurely, and though he could have easily kept pace with her the Ostrega lingered just a few steps behind, enjoying the view. Eventually, their journey took them to exactly where he hoped to go: the sea. A long stretch of beach greeted them and eventually grass and earth was replaced by cool sand. Sumayl loped past his fair companion then stopping when he was, what he thought, was a safe distance away from the greedily lapping water's edge was. The scent of salt was pungent in the air but after the first few seconds it became less of an insult and morphed into something much more refreshing.

“How cold do you think the sea water is going to be?” He inquired, golden gaze straying to Vienna as a cheeky little grin began to tug at the corners of hi slips. “There's an island and I want to explore it.” She didn't have too if she didn't want to but he was going to brave it. Giving her the only warning he was going to, he loped forward, sucking in a soft breath when the frigid sea water splashed up against his legs. Ears slicked back to his skull but he kept pressing forward, surprised to find a sand bar and hoping, as he followed it towards the Isle, that it went the entire length of the small strip of sea between the Isle and the Mainland.

He had to give her the fact that, at least, she didn't take too long and after a few minutes they would be back on the trail once more.

Vienna was braver than him, Sumayl deduced when he wanted her plow right into the sea water, squinting against the onslaught of the sun, and the sticky sea brine as it buffered against him on the wind that was constantly coming off of the Sea. Eventually, he made it to the shore of the Isle, the call of the Gulls louder from the side. Golden gaze took in the small little oasis the Island offered, a coniferous forest, dominated by a rocky outcropping directly in the middle of it. Despite that his legs and the fur of his underside was dripping with salt water the Ostrega lowered his nose to the ground as he headed up the beach, pausing only when the sands of the beach gave way to hardened earth, right at the cusp of the woodland. Very, very faintly the scent of wolves lingered, so faint that it almost didn't exist though it could have easily been wolves exploring it just as he and Vienna were. The tracker instinct in him, however, told him that a pack probably once lived here. It was on that hunch Sumayl lifted his head and turned to look for Vienna. “Hey, do you happen to know if a pack used to live here?” He was confident enough that he was right but because he couldn't be a hundred percent correct on a hunch he figured it was safe to ask her considering she was the Outrider and that was sort of thing they typically knew.

Sumal's philosophy was if it couldn't feed him it couldn't feed anyone else, even if that logic was horribly flawed in it's self centered design.

“I feel like dragging kill back here would be a major pain in the ass, too,” Sumayl spoke his theory aloud glimpsing back towards the beach. “If you could even get it across the sandbar, the sea at strong points could rip it away half way across,” He set his golden gaze to her once more. “Caches outside of claimed pack lands are dangerous, too. I mean if I found a cache in free territory I would take from it.” But maybe he was the only one who would be so selfish as to do such a thing. “My guess is they relocated because living on this Isle would be a pain in the ass.” It was pretty, Sumayl wouldn't deny and perhaps it was good for a vacation spot but he couldn't see how it would feasibly be able to sustain a pack of any decent size. “Makes one hell of a vacation spot though, eh?” Sumayl asked her with a gleam in his eye. “Come on, lets explore some more.” He encouraged, assuming that was what she was most eager about. After all, he had promised an adventure.

“I think I saw some crabs on the beach,” But crabs were pretty much a given for any beach, sand pipers as well with their long spindly legs that nearly blurred as they tried to outrun the lapping waves. “I don't know though,” Which was expected since he'd never really lived close to the shore. Snakes came to his mind as an Island native, and maybe some cool little neon colored frogs. At Vienna's exclamation, and following question Sumayl's golden eyes followed her gaze, craning his head upwards, taking in the rocky outcropping visible through the break in the green canopy above. For a second longer Sumayl sized it up, though it was hard to do so with the leaves obscuring most of his view of it. “Sure,” Frankly, he was down for whatever as long as it meant spending time with her. “Lead the way, my lady.” Sumayl teased her with the last two words, grinning cheekily at her, as he gestured with playful extravagance for her to take the lead once more.

Sumayl wasn't really the type to follow but there were those special circumstance in which he could honestly say that he didn't mind. This was one of those rare cases.

These two remind me of these two


and it makes me happy XD

Sumayl chuckled softly and rolled his eyes at her exaggerated bow, letting out a soft, derisive snort, falling in line behind her with a stupid grin on his face. He stopped at the base of the rock outcropping as Vienna began to climb before she paused and looked back down at her. Sumayl tilted his face skyward, squinting against the sun, closing the eye who received the onslaught of it as he peered up at her. “There isn't much I'm not up for, to be honest.” Sumayl told her before he looked back down, stepping up onto the outcropping, stopping when he was directly behind her. “Keep climbing,” He grunted in a soft huff, claws scraping against hard, unforgiving rock, figuring that his litheness might actually come in handy (besides it's usefulness for speed, of course).

Sumayl began his climb when Vienna began her own ascent up the rock structure. The Ostrega's steps were careful, calculated his attention upon the path Vienna had taken as opposed to Vienna herself — which would only serve to work to his advantage. If he was focusing upon her then he wasn't focusing upon where his paws went which might be treacherous. It was true the fall wasn't enough to do much other than bruise but he'd rather not ruin their adventure by being uncharacteristically clumsy. Sumayl paused in his climb to glimpse up at his companion who had picked a ledge to stand upon to glimpse out at the ocean, and careful not to slip himself he joined her up on the ledge, hoping as he slid to her side that there was enough room for the both of them despite having not asked before it was too late. They could see over the tops of the tree line, the canopy of autumn stretching out before them, and beyond the endless stretch of sea. “I'll have to remember this when I'm on a date and trying to impress a girl,” Sumayl spoke freely, with a soft chuckle, pretty sure that a sunset from up here would be pretty damn romantic.

“Since you probably just cursed me,” He teased her, golden eyes fixating upon her, scrunching up his nose with a playful roll of his eyes. “I better make sure I bring a girl that can laugh at it with me as opposed to squeal and potentially end up falling over the side of the ledge.” That went to a disturbing place, Sumayl thought grimly. “Tch, on second thought this place is losing it's appeal.” Sumayl spoke briskly, or perhaps it just meant what he thought it did: that he shouldn't actively pursue dating as he once upon a time had. After all, it hadn't worked out well for him so far so perhaps if he just focused upon his priorities love would gleefully bite him in the ass all on it's own.

“Ah well,” Sumayl shrugged, feeling her fur mesh with his as it mussed with the supple rise and fall of his broad shoulders. “My priorities are a little askew for me. For once a girlfriend isn't at the top of my to-do list.” Not that if it just happened to ...happen he wouldn't shift them around once more, but at the current moment he had to prove himself to the leaders of the Sunspire. What use was love if he didn't have a place to raise a potential family, after all? “Yep,” Sumayl responded when she mentioned that he'd met her brother. Not only had Sumayl met him they hadn't exactly gotten along — which wasn't all that surprising if Sumayl was being entirely honest. “I've got an older brother and sister, Ciervo and Andalusia and a younger sister Chehlia by blood but I have three foster siblings: Solice, Rhovia, and Caedeth.” It was probably way more information than she wanted, and in reality Sumayl wasn't sure why he named them off to her. The accident with the forest fire and the death of his parents: Dhani and Celia had been a long time ago but even to this day he still had nightmares about it, and a healthy fear of fire to boot.

Sumayl wasn't particularly sure if any of his siblings were looking for him, neither did it really matter, he supposed. It mattered in a semblance of course because they were his siblings and despite what he said about them being pains in the ass he did love them. Wouldn't exchange them for the world, and if they were to find him, he wouldn't spurn their presence. Family had to stick together, after all because at the end of the day it was all you'd have left. Just the wolves that loved you and that you loved. Sumayl fell silent then, unsure what was appropriate to ask her before deciding that perhaps the moment didn't need to have conversation in it. He wasn't very used to taking the time to get to know girls, and when faced with the desire to want to know her, to know what made her tick and what made her cringe and all that good personality driven stuff he was left stumbling around in the dark feeling for the light switch.

Sumayl glimpsed at Vienna, briefly startled when he felt her bump against his shoulder. “I say lets try it,” He was down for it. He wasn't sure his plan was the best one out there, but he figured it would be an interesting learning experience, nevertheless. And who knew, if it actually worked then he could advise others on how to eat and kill crabs, which was apart of the description of hunter as far as he cared. Being knowledgeable was a step forward in the right direction. Offering her a cheeky grin, he took the lead down the rocky incline, all the way to beach where they began the crab fest.