A soft, barely audible sigh left Sumayl's lips when Vienna conceded that he might have been right on his assessment, nonchalantly, assuming that she wasn't upset with him for being a butt and shooting her thought down. It hadn't been the smoothest move Sumayl had ever made and dammit if he didn't feel
guilt for it. It wasn't even that he had to be right or anything along those lines — as a Hunter the first thing he tended to look at in a potential pack land was it's ability to sustain a sizable pack. Would prey come easily to them? If prey didn't how hard would it be to get it back to the pack lands for the caches? And while this island
was probably defensible from potential attacks by other packs if a bad storm were to come through, even a tsunami or hurricane and any wolf pack that claimed it would be royally screwed over, lest they were able to flee to the mainland in time but even then to get above sea level they'd have to likely travel for days and even then what would be left of the island in the aftermath? Sometimes, Sumayl wondered if he was too analytical for his own good. Especially because this was all theoretical. It wasn't like Vienna and him were looking for claimable pack lands with intentions.
“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.
