The massive frame of the ash and silver wolf would both blend and stand out against the black backdrop of sand behind him. Immense paw prints were left in his wake as the oceans frigid water danced with his toes. The tide was out for now, but where he stood would be completely under water in half a days time. Deimos would heave a great sigh, the anxious feeling of needing to get out was finally gone, and he and Nysa had a whole new world to light up in flame. A wicked grin played on his features as all the possibilities screamed at him, though even as he thought of them he couldn't imagine the majority with out his faithful companion. Thinking of the similarly colored sister that lingered behind him the brute's mammoth head would swing around over his shoulder so his icy blue gaze might catch her form. He was not often caught far from her side, he craved to be beside her stronger than any other primal urge that might erupt from him. A low bark would would bubble up from his chest as he called out for her to hurry herself. ""

He would stop only a slight distance before her, head turning to display his cold, mericless gaze and his lips would part just enough to emit a sound of impatience as he called for her pick up her pace. In response to his call the seductress would ease herself into place beside him, sliding her tail across his ass and arching her back as she rubbed her cheek against the length of his side before she pulled it away just before she could touch his cheek. The rest of her body followed her movements as she skillfully wound herself lithely about her brother, often she imposed upon his personal space, constantly teasing and testing him, through her games meant nothing to her other then momentary amusement and play. Her petite paws sunk easily into the damp sand laid bountifully at their paws, and the marks left by her careful treed would be tiny in comparison to her mountainous brother. She stopped when she was full beside him and smirked up into his handsome face, tilting her head and licking her lips in a slow, meaningful gesture. “Where do we begin, brother dearest?” she asked coolly, leaving his gaze only to look meaningfully upon the land they found themselves in. where did they begin? Did they burn it to the ground.. or tear out its heart, because truly, she wasn't certain which idea pleased her the most. ""

Nysa was very much welcome into his personal space whenever she felt it necessary, he was more than comfortable with her being close. She didn't waste any time in bringing her form closer, as he slowed she rubbed her form across his massive side. He'd enjoy the motions, but neither wolf would ever go that one step further. His moral code was less than astounding but there were some very hard lines he was unwilling to cross. Arctic gaze took her in as the smaller she wolf made her way over his form, the woman stopped at his side taking in the landscape much like he had moments ago. The whole world was at their toe tips, they only needed to decide what it was they wished to disrupt next. Nysa questioned him slowly, eying him sharply with her perfectly sculpted features. Though he'd follow her gaze carefully, taking in the cold landscape laid out before them. "Learning the land." He'd answer simply, they'd conquer the world eventually but if they wished to succeed they needed to start small. "We need to find out where these packs are. Eventually they could prove to be.. amusing." He'd caught a quick whiff of two at least. This was a big continent, likely there were many more than what he'd briefly scented. ""

The ways of Nysa to her brother never did elicit a response, through she was far from finished trying to arouse a reaction from her cold sibling. As she rubbed her scent across his side, marking him as hers and only hers for the world to know and turning to the land as lord and lady of all they surveyed (even if the occupants knew it not yet). His response was logical and sound and she drew her perfect brows together and let her well framed face fall into a pout at the boring idea, scouting was all they had for days as they had made their way here. She didn't want to be logical she wanted to have fun. He would continue however, pointing out that his slower pace could prove to provide her with her required amusement. Her face smoothed out again, she would wait a little longer to see the fruits of their endeavor. He knew her too well by now, and could easily conclude the trouble she would find herself if he kept her waiting too long. 'Must we start now, my love?" Her words where formed so perfectly, so richly and inviting that they could almost be called a purr. "if we must scout, i Shall need something to keep me... occupied first" she pointed out, flicking her tail against his rump and letting a perfect lash drop down across her cold dull-sapphire eyes, even if what was implied was not what she meant. that didn't matter, Deimos knew her games. ""

Her alluring ways would not sway him as she flirted with his massive frame, though he would not stop her as she plainly placed her scent all over his fur. No one could ever mistake who it was he belonged to, Nysa made absolutely sure of that. He would raise his brow as she offered him a pout when he answered her, it was truthful and the more intelligent route though far from the most fun. With out words he knew very well that she was disappointed in his answer. They'd been searching for so long that the more entertaining side of life had all but disappeared. That's not what he intended, but there was a time for fun and it wasn't quite right now. He'd continue to explain and begrudgingly she'd allow his strategic ways to settle her desire for chaos. However she was still quite loathe to continue on with more scouting, what they'd spent weeks doing. What did she wish for though? He'd eye her with his icy gaze, "I'm sure there is some kind of beast around here that will appease your blood lust." This would be his only offer to her, Deimos found himself wondering briefly if she might break her routine and offer him a forward answer. ""

It could easily be said that the towering brute was the leader of their duo – he had the logical and cold mind that easily lit their way. That wasn't to say that Nysa didn't have her sway over her brother, she was the one who reminded him to live a little – that they burned down the world for the fun of it, for its delights and challenges in ways other then just tactic. She lived to fuck with peoples minds. The cold gaze of her sibling to find its way to her own, and she met it head on with her similarly colored eyes. He would easily dismiss her concern with the statement of a hunt and she huffed, throwing her head back, where her beautiful ears would flick and her thick coat would ruffle. “Come now brother, I need more then a simple hunt your killing me. Let us enjoy life for a day, and we can follow your tight schedule for world domination on the morrow.” she teased him, her lips spreading into a dangerous grin, giving him no warning before she threw her weight backwards to lift up her for-paws and shove them against the elbow of the fore-paw closest to her in an attempt to bring him to his knees. If she succeeded she would continue it as a chance to sink her teeth into the thick access of fur at the back of his neck, if she failed to bring him down her target would instead be to nip under his jaw. ""

Deimos did call most of the shots, but rarely were they made in finality with out Nysa's input. They were a partnership despite the odd ways they worked together. Perfectly suited for one another they complimented each other perfectly, he kept to a more logical, defensive strategy while she was a care free aggression that sought the amusement in life. He wouldn't be surprised by her reaction to his less than appealing suggestion. Creativity seemed to elude him once again. Displeasure obvious in every movement and word Nysa made known to him that appeasement would not come with the death of some unwitting creature of the dead cold beach. "Fine. Then you lead the wa-" He knew very well to be on his guard when presented with that smile, that instinctive reaction was well grounded too. Nysa moved quickly and smashed into his joint, while he flinched she didn't bring him down as hard as she wanted. Her bite landed somewhere in the middle of where she intended, her teeth grasped hold of the side of his elegant neck. A deep growl rumbled in his chest as he aimed to grab hold of the cheek closest to his jaws. She was obviously holding back on him, and he wasn't going to be the one to escalate their little rough housing. ""

The Duo worked perfectly for the seductress and she would have it no other way. The only wolf she needed in this wolf was Dei, and she wasn't afraid of getting her hands dirty to ensure it stayed that way. The boy really did know her too well, as she presented her dangerous smile and he reacted instantly, grounding himself and prepared for her onslaught she was unable to make the impact she desired. She would still go for the back of his neck and her jaws would clamp along its side and she would taste the fires of his deep midnight tones. He tasted like trouble, of ash and fire, through she wouldn't deny the less becoming traces of salt and sand that found its way past her lips. He growled and went for her cheek, but his grip was softer on her supple skin, then hers was to his neck. She growled her own low, seductive growl as she playfully shook her head, working her teeth gently against his skin. She moved to shove her shoulder against him in an attempt to push him over, she was determined to bring him down to size. ""

She did not hesitate in really grabbing hold of his flesh, her grasp was undeniable and he wouldn't easily be able to shake her. Nysa could really shake him though, as his jaws fell over her ashen fur she thrashed her head to a fro. He'd lose his loose grasp as she only gripped harder, piercing his skin with her movement. Another growl, louder this time, rose from him as a result of her action. Again she tried to force him down, pushing against hi m as she gripped tight. She should have known that he wasn't about to so easily let her push him into the sand. A snarl rippled across his features as he dug his claws into the sand and pushed back against her. He try to shove his chest into her smaller frame, while he sought purchase on the scruff of her neck. He'd seek to use his size very much to his advantage over her. "You still think you'll win in a shoving match?" He'd ask through what would hopefully be his hold on her scruff, pulling her away from their close combat. ""

To a stranger the dark coated Deio would be a figure to behold and tremble before, as he seemed to rise in height and let loose a series of threatening growls at her actions. She did not shiver in her boots, instead they seemed to encourage her. She was gaining a reaction from the cold brute, and she revealed in it. His claws dug into the earth and found purchase there as he pushed against her. Their sides where smushed together but she didn't let up against his superior strength. Her thinner limbs trembled as she gave her all against the Titan. He towered above her and sought out the neck he could so reach so much easier then her to his. He attempted to split them, and as his teeth dug into her in his attempt to do so Nysa would gasp, through the sound held more of a tinge of pleasure to it then pain, as she laughed a rich, smooth laugh “You could... let me” she pointed out, panting slightly. Honestly, she was such a cheater and would always try to win a situation with her talents more then any brute force or tactic. ""

He still wouldn't use even half of his force as he pushed her away, though she was small she was still fiery and though her legs trembled against his push he knew she hadn't given her all quite yet. She didn't dodge out of the way of his jaws and he'd find his hold upon her easily. As his teeth struck her form he'd elicit an excited gasp that caused his brows to raise slightly, not that she could see them. Her laughter only brought a tighter hold, not to bring about pain but in answer to her ridiculous request. He couldn't just let her win. "You're kidding right?" He'd chuckle darkly through his clamped jaws and he'd shake his head to disrupt her balance more as he charged forward again. She might have gotten her way with him on many occasions but he wasn't about to lay down and take it when she'd been complaining about being bored. ""

His tightened grip against her neck and the dark laughter that escaped him was answer enough, but still his maw opened and his words would be thick with disbelief. Still shoving herself against him and fighting the pull of his teeth against her neck, she would chuckle softly, breathlessly again. “Can't blame a girl for trying” she pointed out, taking the refusal with dignity, before he shook his head and she wasn't able to speak as her head was thrown back and forth with the jostle. She gave up pushing against him, especially when he rushed her. Instead she struggled to remain her balance, even leaning into his bite so it aided in supporting her even as it stopped her from balancing herself. With a quickened breath she would scramble her paws against him and twist her head in an attempt to escape his vice like grip. He was a titan of a male and once he had her in his grip there was nothing she could do to throw him unless he desired it, as she had learned in the past. No, truly she had to be surprising and nimble to escape the titan. ""

She was easily just as stubborn as he, and despite the obvious outcome she still pushed against his force. He expected no less really, as well he shouldn't have been surprised by her flirtatious undertones. He'd put a stop to all of her protests as he shook her off of himself. They would squabble for power as she twisted her form and wriggled in his grip. If he wanted he could easily overpower her when he wished, or inflict immense harm. He realized this every time his jaws were wrapped around her, however he could never act on those thoughts. Even as she struggled with him now his will to keep her away grew small. His black marked jaws released her form reluctantly, though he'd still try and knock her to the sand. He attempt to grab hold of her form with his forelegs and go tumbling into the cold water with her. ""

The dark girls struggles would not be fruitless as slowly, reluctantly, he would realize her grip about her scruff. She threw back her head and shook out her coat in response to the freedom but before she could make another rebellious act against the boy knocked her to the sand, and with an 'oomph' her shaky legs would give way and she would land unceremoniously in the sand. Before this could infuriate her, she would release he was coming with and he would tumble in with her. Instead of being indignant about it, it would become instead amusing to roll with him as their momentum shoved them into the shallow water. She gasped as the cold hit her and instinctively drew herself closer to the giant, who often emitted a warmer temperature – despite his cold eyes and colder heart. She would also rise quickly and attempt to drape herself over him (something she had tried to do from the start) but this time it would also be to aim to push him a little more into the cool embrace of the sea. ""

He released her but would not give her any time to react as he pushed them into the sea, she'd emit a surprised noise as her legs crumbled. A gasp would follow as she became drenched in the cold sea water. Nysa wasted no time in curling her form to his as the cold water sapped the warmth from her lithe form. He'd allow her closeness even as she pushed him further into the water. He'd push himself into her more affectionately as she covered him with herself. His fur would become soaked and his skin would begin to shiver as the cold would eventually begin to effect his internal temperature. He'd nip at her chest playfully before getting shovey again, trying to move them both from the dangerous waters. "Is this enough enjoyment for you?" He'd growl, wondering if she had any other tricks up her sleeve. ""

Even wet, and filled through with traces of sand, her brothers luxurious coat was soft and filled the spaces around her. She didn't fear the depths of the murky blue liquid that surrounded them, nor the cold that embraced her from every side that Deio did not touch. After all, there was little her titan brother couldn't accomplish when he put his mind to it. He would nip her chest and her teeth could graze his ear before he was shoving her from the water, shoving her back to the sand and away from the sea. She groaned and rose once they where clear of the water, shaking out her coat and looking it over with a sigh, she looked a disgrace, her perfect coat was ruffled and thick with sand and her petite paws where crusted over, only to get sandier with every step. “I'm quite entertained, thank you” she said, a touch sarcastically, but there was definite amusement there also. “Let me find a stream to clean up in and then im alllll yours my love” she promised him, knowing full way that he wanted her for scouting. Without waiting for another word from her brother she took on a length stride, strutting her stuff up the beach like every inch of her sand-trodden coat was glorious before vanishing into the trees. ""