Only mere minutes ago were her brother and herself taking a nap on the beach before continuing in the search of whatever the hell her brother wanted to lead her to. Well....he was napping, and she was waiting. As soon as she realized he was out, she made her escape. Her escape took her up away from the waters edge, far up the beach. After going for not too far , she located a small cave. Slowly the curious woman padded inside. Since it was starting to get quite late it was quite dark inside, but as her eyes adjusted she was eventually able to make out her surroundings. The entire inside of the cave is covered in shiny stones that gleam various amounts of different colors. The woman's eyes widened in awe as she took in her surroundings. The floor of the cave was slightly sloped, getting progressively lower towards the back of the cave. The earth below was also rather wet so the tide must be able to reach the cave, it definitely wouldn't be a good place to get stuck in when the tide rolls in. What a place to explore!

He and his family were still trying to figure out just where exactly they were going to set up their headquarters. The southern lands appeared to be far more barren than any other lands in the region, so that's where the Abraxas were focusing their efforts in. Archon and his siblings had been charged with scouting out the area to determine what place would suit them best. That night the young prince had been drawn to the beach, giving him a sense of deja vu from when the family had a meeting at a beach like this just a few moons back. He hadn't had much in mind upon stumbling across the beach, simply wanting somewhere to relax for a moment after having been busy all day. His dark figure didn't stand out against the rock side he strode along side, so he wasn't surprised that the silver woman completely missed the fact that he was nearby, far too enthralled by the cave that seemed to be calling her name. Archon hadn't had much excitement that day so he was quick to seize the opportunity that had presented itself to him just then. Massive paws pulled the hellion in the direction that the silver wench had disappeared to, bright gaze examining the pawprints she'd left behind in the sand. Senses were alert as he stepped into the mouth of the cave, nostrils flaring as he tasted the air. Salt, water, ocean plant life...and female. Cool ocean water splashed around his dark limbs, but he dared not move any farther into the cave. From the looks of it, it didn't seem like he would be able to fit his massive body in much farther, so instead of possibly getting himself stuck, he stayed at the entrance where he would be able to corner his prey much more easily. He observed the woman he'd come across, making no noise to give away his presence. The moon shone down on the beach, illuminating the beast as he stood at the mouth of the cave. The moonlight made his pelt shimmer like a simmering fire. A sneer twisted his dark lips, knowing that he would certainly be a sight to behold once the woman realized he was there. "Talk" "You" Think

It had been a tough, rugged journey today. He figured it would be best to give his younger sister a rest, he couldn't afford any injuries. At least not until they snatched some land to settle down and call their own. Something awoke him from his slumber, perhaps his brotherly instincts, whatever it was he didn't know, but the swirled brute groaned as he noticed his sister's missing form. Where could she had gone off to now? Her scent was easy to follow, he knew it as well as their mother's. Sometimes Sitric felt if it wasn't for gender differences, the pair would share the same smell. They were practically inseparable after all. Of course, excluding the times Mikaela decided to sneak off from under his watchful gaze.

His Mikaela tracking skills led him to the cave, moonlight illuminating another guarding the entrance. Sitric pinned his ears back, observing the brute. He was much larger than himself, but when it came to his sibling, he would give his life for her. Without Mikaela, what was his purpose? He couldn't remember a time he wasn't constantly looking out for her. He prayed she hadn't trapped herself in the cave, but as he closed the distance between himself and the stranger his nose confirmed she had indeed ventured inside.

He approached calmly, three feet away as he tilted his cranium, posture relaxed as his gruff vocals vibrated to the large canine "Caught something?" Swedish accent thick across his tongue, he was uncomfortable speaking the foreign language, but without his sister to translate he had no choice. Ear flickered forward in curiosity, he didn't want to alarm the stranger that he might of knew the wolf inside. Perhaps they would be lucky and able to leave without a scuffle. A paw moves up to touch the gold chain which displays his souvenir. A bear tooth. He would be ready to fight, if it came down to that.