Wheeling Gull Isle we fuel the fire, the spark

Sumayl felt a little idiotic suggesting that they step on a crab to kill it, hating that he didn't know for any sort of fact. As a hunter, it would only make sense that he be cultured on all things edible and how to at least eat them in theory. “Maybe the smaller ones it's okay to eat whole,” Their shells looked hard and splintery but, again, he didn't know. Sumayl didn't mind adventure, and wasn't afraid to get down and dirty, either. It was true he wasn't, really, struck with wanderlust but sometimes staying within the claimed lands of a pack days on end without exploring the free territories was mind numbingly boring. Not to mention, his primary trade required him to travel to track the herds, anyway. What kind of Hunter would he be if he wasn't up for roughing it, or exploring? The more familiar he became with the lands that occupied the Teekon Wilds the easier it would make it to track the movements of the herds. Sumayl could only think of the ways that it would work to his utter advantage.

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.