Finding herself back in Auster, Razi wondered if she was absorbing the adventurous nature of some of her relatives simply by virtue of them existing. Was that possible? Ah, no matter. The girl sure had been covering ground lately, though. Right now she was hoping to get somewhat familiar with the land since the family was all hanging around down here for the most part and she did plan to stay here with them. It seemed she'd happened on another beach while skirting around the borders of the only pack present in this continent. Not one to just sit idly, she trotted along the waterline, intent on exploring every inch of this world in pursuit of any and all information she could acquire. The sun hung low in the sky, though she probably had some time before nightfall. Trotting across the sand, she eventually paused by a rock to pull it out from its spot nestled halfway in the sand, watching as small crabs scuttled around in the space she'd revealed, some heading towards the rock's new spot, and others nestling down to hide in the sand. Such odd creatures. "Speech"

It had been too long since he had seen anyone. Which, to him, wasn't a bad thing. But still, another part of him craved company. It was just something that happened, he supposed.

Shaking his head to rid himself of the thoughts, he glanced up towards the sky; his blue and mercury gaze caught the colors of the sunset, in all it's reds and oranges. For a moment, he stopped, allowing himself to watch it for a moment or two and enjoy the beauty of it. Then he glanced away, deciding to carry on with his wandering. Where he would wind up, he didn't know. Somewhere. Flicking one ear, he moved on, catching the faint scent of another wolf.

For a moment, he debated going on, but his need for company moved him towards the scent. He was unsure of this, but hopefully it would be something. As he grew closer, he saw the wolf, sitting and staring at something. Now, more unsure than ever, he stopped, swaying for a moment before moving closer, within earshot, before clearing his throat roughly in an attempt to get the other wolf's attention. He wasn't sure what to say, and hoped that the other would start up the conversation...If they even had one.

He was never one to sit idly by and let the world pass. No this god found himself moving towards the sounds of water, it was in masses he had never before heard. He was a man of the desert and the desert held no oceans. His head was held high, with eyes that looked down upon the lesser beings. His walk was proud and showed his power over others. He was dominating and fierce. His spotted coat blazed brilliantly in the sunlight. Heat he was used to bared down upon his back.

His paws halted as he spied a new object to view. The lady before him almost twenty some yards held a prowess and a coat he could call crafted by the gods themselves. His head tilted enough to allow full view of his antlers. His eyes then spied something else, a male approaching this female of the gods hands. He looked no more than ordinary to the god. A smirk lifted upon his lips. Well then, this shall prove interesting, I am sure. This mortal fool knows not what he deals with. Let's see her smite this fool before my very eyes.  he stayed silent but took no seat nor would his eyes peel from the scene just yet. Should it prove to be merely two mortals he would move on, he had goddesses to find. For there had to be more than those of the desert lands surely.

She watched the creatures scuttle about in their various directions, reflecting on how different creatures chose different methods of escape. Food for thought. She didn't even have to tip an ear to notice the unconcealed approach of the man who arrived, paused, and eventually cleared his throat to try and gain her attention. Sighing gently she tore herself away from her exploration of this sandy beach and it's wildlife to turn and lock her gaze on the mainly russet man, one dark brow quirking as she looked over him with a critical eye and an expression that said she wasn't entirely impressed. "Can I help you?" she drew the words out, not trying to hide her disinterest. This wolf not only held no interesting features, but also didn't exactly smell of a pack, so she couldn't squeeze any information about her new neighbors out of him. Further assessment left her bored with the man. He was terribly short compared to her, as most average wolves were. Turning her angular face towards the water, she was almost inclined to ignore the man. If there was nothing to be gained from a little chat there wasn't much point in having one, now was there? Razi yawned wide, letting her ivory teeth snap shut afterwards with a loud clack. Mental stimulation was key to keeping her focused, and it seemed to be lacking greatly trhis day outside of the smaller critters making their homes on the beach. Perhaps she'd return to observing them once she was done with this interaction. "Speech"

The arrival of the other male went unnoticed for the time being, as Akahito's mercury and light blue gaze watched the female, waiting for some sort of response. As she stared at him, not even bothering to hide her disinterest, he felt a low growl threaten to rumble in his throat. "I would prefer if you at least tried to act interested in talking to me." His words were a bit snappy, he knew, but he continued on. Maybe this hadn't been the best idea, after all; it seemed that he was going to be made all too angry by this interaction. "Do you think you're so special or something? Because I can tell you, you're not. You're not even pretty." Her question went unanswered, his anger at being given such a look burning in his stomach. Maybe, just a part of him, was itching for a fight against the female. He'd show her that he was interesting, if it did come to blows. For now, he remained quiet, tensed up as he waited for a violent response.

The appearance of him went ignored and he all but smirked. Stupid of them to ignore a god. Though he did find himself intrigued by the female, though the males words were easily heard and his ears went back. A rare show of emotion touched his face. Amusement would of been a better look, but no this was downright anger. How dare he disrespect another before him, especially one seemingly crafted by gods. He stood and with his eyes narrowed on the male approached. He was quiet in his approach and he only let a single snarl come forth. "Watch your tongue mortal, your disrespectful words disgust me." his words were deadly calm, even and promised pain should he not do so. The second sentence out of the mortals mouth brought a snarl to his face. How dare he! She just like the lady of the moon was a piece of beauty. He came to stand at the females side, a respectful distance maintained.

His eyes were cold on the male as he lashed his tail at his hackles. "Your words are empty mortal, your eyes blind. For she has a pelt crafted by the gods, and you will leave her sight immediately or I shall string you up by your toes and cut your tongue from your maw." his words were serious, maintaining that deadly calm he knew came with every threat. His horns were primed to shove into this male. His posture held dominance and superiority, like the true god he was. She smelled of the same scent faintly as the lady of the moon, and for that she deserved her own respect.

Before she could even get her question out the man started snapping at her, drawing a sharp look from the taller woman who now whipped her head around to face him. The cold winds that whipped across the sandy shore perfectly matched the cold expression that had taken over her features. While she was difficult to bring to the kind of boiling rage so commonly seen with her kin, Razi wasn't going to take shit from some puny, pathetic excuse for a dirt-munching fool. No scent of a pack, and far too bold, this idiot probably couldn't back up his attitude even if he gave it his all. Pulling herself up to stand at her full height she looked down her dark muzzle at the wretch with an even more obvious and taunting sort of disregard, "Did your mother not teach you that we don't always get what we want?" The only proper response to criticism of her looks was a great big roll of the eyes, as though she might be begging the Abraxas ancestors to smite this irritant before she had to get her paws dirty. What happened next was an unexpected plot twist in this already unexpected interaction. Liquid gold eyes wavered, flicking over to glance at the new arrival to this little gathering so they could rake over his form with interest, her annoyance at the other, shorter man now almost entirely lost. What an interesting creature she did find herself gazing upon. With a pelt unlike most she'd happened across(though perhaps not so flamboyant and striking as that of Dumois), this was an individual to be fascinated by. Horns had emerged from his skull, hard to ignore when she'd never seen anything close to. The way he addressed the daft brute still standing nearby was reminiscent of how her own family might speak to non-abraxas wolves. More on that later, for now she was busy being greatly amused by the tongue-lashing that was being delivered. Turning a pinch so she could better view both parties, she was quite content to observe from the sidelines as things unfolded. That, and preen a bit under the flattering words. Never mind his strange appearance, at least this guy had good taste, she could forgive many things for a bit of flattery. That and while she wasn't likely to start fights on her own, Razi would be happy to watch or engage in one started by others. Oh, maybe they could go two against one and then when the subject was weak she could test out some questionable plants to see what happened, oh joy! "You may wish to reconsider your approach to this conversation, suddenly it seems like things might not go your way if you don't tread lightly," she chirped with all the cheer in the world. Walk, "Talk" Think