The flame-and-gold kissed bitch patrolled along the shore of the small, tropical island in the archipelago. It was easy to get to from the mainland, likely the easiest of the pack's lands, so the most likely to have incursions. Even wolves aside, there was no reason to assume that other large land predators couldn't - or wouldn't - make the crossing there, and there were large aquatic predators like crocodiles that would be a risk to the pack as well. So Inferno kept alert, her well-polished, brass-studded mahogany leather armor in place despite the summer heat and sand, as she made her way around the shoreline. Brass-plated claws occasionally clicked against a shell buried in the sand, but she ignored it. It would take more than that to dull the sharp steel. But she did tilt her head slightly, eyes and ears flicking towards the sudden sound of another wolf. Her nose twitched, then she relaxed from her faintly combative stance as the scent of a packmate reached her.

As of late, Gilgamesh had not been able to find much time for patrolling. He had begun to feel restless what with the coming and going of his offspring, the other dramatics of members, and leadership duties that were required for him to assist. After waking early that morning before anyone could catch him and pull him into some one thing or another, Gil found himself on the shores of the archipelago. It was a smaller island compared to the one that housed the large flock of doves, but far closer and an easier swim. Gil found it helped release the tension in his body to swim and even as he shook off his coat, water droplets spraying across the sand, he wondered if he should go back in for more.

Unfortunately, he wouldn't get the chance. As he turns toward the rest of the island, away from the water, he catches the sight of a familiar form. One he hadn't had a chance to get to know yet. From this distance, he can see her defenses set and then relax, a good instinct that he feels good about. Approaching casually, Gil nods in greeting to the Ignis offspring. "Inferno, finding yourself at home yet?" Gil asks, trying to be conversational since he doesn't quite know her all that well.