He didn't stray far from the beach not well the siblings where still settling in and getting use to the place, and well he was still learning the lay of the land and ensuring their safety. A part of that was seeing how frequently the beach was used, who often traveled here. No doubt the beach would soon smell strongly of his large family and hopefully that would make people think twice before travelling here, but all the same he was not yet use to the wolves of this land and needed to learn more about them and who might come across his family well in the safety of their new beach land. He went to the outskirts of the territory, where the beach moved into land again and sat on his hunches, looking out into the trees and wondering, as he watched and observed. His thoughts also strayed to what would better protect his family, and thoughts of creating a pack of family members definitely strayed to mind. Perhaps he should learn more about the packs of this land, the rulers and dynamics, perhaps if he knew all that him and Voltage could decide what to do next. Of course, they where going to stay on the beach, live here, but that didn't mean there was no more steps to take. ""

  

The tall boy didn't often leave the confines of Imperium, but after Mercy's most recent injuries became known to him he'd had an urge to walk. He'd walked right out of the territory. Not that he had every intention of returning he just felt the need to go, he wasn't so disappointed in the outcome however. Soon the scent of the sea was on his nose and he realized a swim in the ocean was exactly what he wanted to do.

He didn't give much care to the scents that lingered there, he'd not found a single boundary marker so he was confident in his movements. His pale form went straight for the waves. With out even thinking he submerged himself into the salty water, losing his thoughts and almost losing himself as he struggled back to the surface. He'd reach it, but was swept under by another wave as he was taking a breath. He'd take in a whole bunch of water, and before he knew it he was struggling for his life.

He would watch the wolf step onto the beach, a good distance away, his own dark shape concealed in the shadows of a tree at his watching post, and he went apparently unseen as the stranger moved onto the beach and down into the water. He was about to cast his eyes back into the forest land, when he realized that the wolf was having difficulties getting his head out of the water, he watched only a second longer to ensure he was reading the situation right, and then he was off, running across the beach in a strong stride, and then plunging into the waters with a great splash. It took only a couple kicks of his feet and then he was near the male, his teeth around the others scruff, as he turned his head and made an effort to pull the other wolf over his own shoulders. The added weight made it more difficult to win, but the stocky built wolf was large and powerful and he could manage it for a short while. He kicked and paddled and brought them back to land, when it was shallow enough to walk he gripped the wolfs scruff again and carefully placed him on the sand, head to the side and ensuring his head was well away from the tide. “Sir, are you alright?' he asked, his critical gaze roaming the other wolf for injuries and ensuring he could breath, even as a paw gently pressed to the other wolfs stomach to push out the water he had inhaled. ""

  

Before he knew it there was a pressure at his scruff, he almost didn't notice it as he'd fallen quite close to unconsciousness. Finally there was air, but he still couldn't breathe with all the water that was now taking up residence within his poor lungs. The stranger who'd grabbed him had a solution just for that though, and as he felt pressure on his abdomen a cough would expel the excess salt water. How in the world had this happened. He'd look up groggily at the tall dark man that had saved him, he'd roll his eyes as a grunt was let out, he was alive and in no danger of dying at the moment but he was more than exhausted.

He'd cough a bit more water out of his lungs before he grew still, not trying to be rude to his savior but he just could not lift his head. "Thank you," He'd cough out, bright yellow gaze shifting to the wolf. He'd try to catch his breath, and silently would lay there at the other's feet, attempting to regain his wits.

Concerned, Glacier would look down at the man he had dragged to the beach, and would see the flicker of his eyes and hear his groan and would see also the water that expelled from his lungs. He pressed lightly one more time to see if anymore more would come up, but the stranger seemed capable of breathing now. That was a relief, since his knowledge of healing was very very limited – something he knew he needed to change, since he was pretty sure not many of his family did have such knowledge. The half drowned wolf would choke out a thank you, and Glacier would gently lay a paw over his shoulder. “Hush, its alright” he said gently, asking him not to try to talk. He understood, and the man did not need to make an effort to thank him. “If you think you can manage it, you can lean on me and we can move to some caves out of the sun and I can fetch you some fresh water. Where not fish you know.. where not suppose to breath water” he colossal giant teased gently. ""

  

As Revenge thanked the impossibly tall wolf he'd hush him, placing a comforting paw on his shoulder. He needed to catch his breath before he went and started getting all thankful and everything, but really he owed this man his life. He could have easily drowned within the waters that held him so firmly, but here was was choking up water on the beach thanks to a total stranger. Why wasn't he that compassionate? Would revenge have jumped into the ocean after a flailing stranger? He wasn't even sure..

The almost.. blue? Yeah this man was totally blue, offered his shoulder, a nearby cave, as well as some fresh water for the pale wolf. Revenge was slightly amazed at the kindness, but would nod in acceptance smiling at the joke. Yeah, it was going to be a long time before he adventured into the water again. "Please," He'd say hoarsely as he lifted himself from the sand, he could have been in a lot worse of a condition. "Fresh water sound brilliant." He'd add, finding he'd need every ounce of help to get to the cave as he stumbled into the bigger man's shoulder.

Glacier could see that the boy was still getting his bearings, and patiently waited for his to do so, he tried not to hover above the stranger but to give him some breathing room as he waited, and a nod would come sluggishly from the pale coated boys head, even as a smile made its way to his maw at the tasteless joke Glacier had shot his way. The Mountainous giant just grinned at this, through his eyes would turn disproving as Revenge spoke again, truly, he was going to hurt his throat trying get words past its soreness, what he needed was fresh water. They would walk together, with Revenge leaning heavily on his shoulder towards the closest abandoned cave – he wouldn't lead a stranger to his family, not easily but luckily here he would not have to. Luckily Glacier could easily take the imposing weight, the boys frame was slight next to the Titan and thus easy for him to support. They made it to the cave and Glacier would help him a few steps further to where a fresh stream ran, flowing from somewhere way back and into the mountains it flew through most of the caves before finding its way to the ocean. ""

  

All he'd receive was a disappointed look at he spoke, and he couldn't help but grin again. He was reminded of time with his mother for just a moment, and like a good patient would shut his mouth and accept the help. He'd lean against the sturdy shoulder of his savior, finding himself in slight awe of the man. He was huge, not like Valentine who was slender and tall this man had height as well as an extreme mass to back him up. He'd find himself easily whisked away, most of his weight supported by the blue shoulder as he was led into the cliffs that bordered the ocean. It was odd being the one tended too, and he wasn't sure what to think about the role reversal.

When they'd passed through the entrance his eyes would take a moment to adjust but he'd already hear the stream as well as smell the fresh water, he wouldn't take much convincing to reach down and sip at the cool waters. They held a thick mineral taste, he could only imagine that this water had been under the mountains for months. Still, it was incredibly refreshing.

Drinking his fill Revenge would sit back onto his haunches and take in a deep breath of air, again thankful he was on dry land. Maybe he just wasn't a swimmer. His bright sunshine gaze would turn back to the lifeguard, embarrassment clear on the younger wolf's face as he glanced back.

The giant would ease Revenge to the ground where he would easily start to take his full of the fresh stream and that ran through the caves. The deeply blue coated man would lean back to give Revenge some breathing room as he waited for the boy to soothe his sore throat and clean his airways from the last remains of salt that must have clung there. After a few moments Revenge would lean back from the water, having finished, and would turn to face Glacier, who was watching him with a patient expression in his silvered eyes. “So, stranger, what should I call you? Other then Fish wannabe, of course” his eyes glinted with amusement as he teased the stranger. He had no fear of retribution to his teasing, being comfortable in his prowess and assessing the much smaller mans state, besides, he hoped the boy could take a few gentle jokes. ""

  

Not that he really noticed as he was gulping down water but Glacier had given him plenty of space and the boy appreciated that. Eventually he'd sit back up, his gaze meeting that of the giant that had saved him. He seemed incredibly patient and kind, not a whole lot like the wolves he grew up around and lived with. His words would reach Revenge's pale ears and he'd grow flushed, there was little doubt this wolf would be letting him forget his mistake through their encounter. "Um, yeah I guess that works." He'd answer, the shame evident in his voice as he avoided the sharp gaze of this stranger. "My name is Revenge though, if you get tired of fish wannabe." He'd eventually shrug out, totally forgetting to ask the other his name as his bright yellow gaze admired his impressive frame.

The boy didn't seem too put out by Glacier's gentle jesting, through perhaps he wasn't entirely happy about it, by the flush of his pale cheeks. He decided to let his teasing rest, easily able to tell that he was embarrassing the poor boy. The boy – Revenge he was now introducing himself as, refused to meet Glacier's eye. The deep blue brute stepped closer, lowering his body so his head was at the other boys height. “I like Revenge better anyone” he told him “I'm Glacier” He let his teasing drop and didn't add anything else, settling his rump on the earth he watched the gently flow of the stream – something that had made this beach habitable for his family. “Feeling better?” he asked after a moment. ""