Ankyra Sound Your temporary touch

He was never very far from his brother. They had traveled here together and before that, they had learned together. The two of them had returned with the same mission, and Tulok would allow nothing to stand in their way. 

The demon sat near the water, letting the cold waves spred around his paws each time the wave covered the shore. He was lost in thought, almost in a trance from the rhythmic movement of the water and the peaceful quiet—until the sounds of Alduin's snarls pulled him back to the present. The deagon was on his feet instantly and tearing across the sand.

But when he arrived, he heard the stranger call his brother by his name, tell him he was lost. It was enough to slow the beast down as he arrived at his sibling's side. He still very much gave off the vibe that he would waste no time tearing the stranger apart if he determined they were a threat. His cold eyes watched every move they made and he gauged Alduin's energy at his side as he tried to gather all the information.