Ankyra Sound The search for new purpose (Nakai's Introduction)

[size=medium] Nakai's stroll down the unknown beach was, at first, an overwhelming experience for the adult male who had never seen the sea in person but only heard tales of it's vast expanse and imposing waves. His eyes were so fixated on the stark blue waters that at first, he did not notice the growing pup only a little ways further. When he did, he halted abruptly, ears peaking forward as tension overtook his posture. Where there were pups, there were adults, he deduced. Excitement took the backseat as the soldier in him tried to figure out how to approach this predicament though his thoughts were interrupted by a calling howl from the pups throat. Taking a step back, Nakai tensed further. He was taking a risk, and he knew it. There was no telling how the reaction to his invasion would turn out - no matter how benevolent and peaceful it had been.
Soon a blackish male, somewhat smaller than himself barreled towards him, ready to defend, much the way he himself would have acted were their positions reversed. In an attempt to appear friendly, he lowered his head and shoulders marginally but was caught off guard when the darker male pounced on him. He offered no resistance, sinking onto the ground, his belly flush against the rocky beach. He would show submission, he decided, though not yet vulnerability.
Thus, Nakai stayed put, head low, fluffy tail tucked and cowering underneath the exotic male. It was only then that he noticed the second arrival, a female as far as he could tell. Instinctively, his eyes fixed on her, as she stood a ways away.
"I do not bring ill intentions to you or your pack," he offered to the male, uncertain if his voice would be understood by this southern stranger. The different packs, he knew, spoke different languages, but it was the best he could do. The rest, he mused, his body language would have to do for him and he ducked his head further, a slight whimper escaping his throat.[/size]