With a purposeful, ground-eating stride, Malleus made his way towards Boreas. He'd been at this pace for miles and he could get a few more miles in without stopping. His constant traveling abroad combined with his frequent border patrols at home had equipped him to handle long distances with ease. He wasn't a sprinter, couldn't beat a runner in a race if his opponent was three-legged and blind, but he excelled in endurance. Malleus would be well into Fjord on the other side of the land bridge before he had to rest. While he might have been on a mission, Malleus couldn't help but admire his surroundings. The beach shone brilliantly in the morning light; nearly matching the glare off the water in some places. In others the glitter was more subtle, offering a simple, soft shimmer. It was fun to think of all the bizarre (yet tasty) critters that called this place home and were lurking out of sight. If he had the time Malleus would have been poking through the surf in search of crabs or whatever else he could find. He'd heard there were clams somewhere along the coast too, but he didn't know how to go about finding them or where they were located. Perhaps he'd look for them on his way back. He'd never eaten one, but he'd heard they were good. Speaking of crabs, almost as if on cue one scuttled out from under a piece of driftwood. It was a little bit out of his way, but he couldn't resist. It was just too good a chance to pass up. Malleus pounced after it; easily kicking it from behind and flipping it over. The truly tricky part was pinning it to the ground and pulling its claws off without getting pinched. His brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to do just that.

She was back in the Bifrost, the spot where she had started before joining Dragon's pack. She was doing some random exploring since the challenge and her talk with Ash. She was still uncertain, but one thing was sure the women was highly curious on this Abraxas family. Most of them thrived in the original pack empire, Ashiel's was a split off a secondary empire so their family could spread throughout Auster. So far what she saw from Ashiel this family was interesting and their belief in sacrifices is the original cause for her curiosity. Her family's beliefs were not solid, they believed there was in fact gods but they were so open to outsiders that they had never settled on a true religion. It was good for her in a way because it made her open to fallow other religions. Ashiel was young, but Zin saw no cause for concern with him ruling, he proved himself at the challenge. She had little time with Dragon's pack and hadn't formed any solid connections to be attached to anyone there, so her free spirit was moving on. The slim huntress was on the prowl carefully moving to find a spot to hunt. She didn't much care for hunting in this salt water, but maybe her luck would bring her another prey to chase down. There was plenty of things to hunt on the beach and there was even times when fish washed ashore. She paced alone the shoreline, her eyes searching for something to try and hunt. There was plenty of fish in some of the pools, but a mouthful of saltwater was not appetizing to her. She cut to the other side and started heading back towards Auster on the opposite shoreline. As she got closer towards Auster a larger form of a wolf began to come into view. He was at least 13 inches higher then her and more heavier built, like a tank. Shades of grey and silver with markings similar to Ashiel. Could it be? Was this a relative of Ashiel's? With them now having a second pack she could only assume he had a vary large extended family. She paused briefly as he caught himself a crab, she didn't want to intrude on his kill. Once he had finished taking down the crab so approached at a slower pace, barking out to let him know of her approach. "Speech" & 'Think'

Before he could pin it, the crab righted itself and took off, zig-zagging towards the water. Well, that wouldn't do. Committed now, Malleus took off after it, matching it zig for zig. After a few feet he got close enough to kick it again. Once more the crab went sailing, toppling end over end before landing on its back. With the crab flailing wildly and on the verge of righting itself, Malleis slapped a paw down on its belly hard enough to grind it into the sand. Carefully so as not to get pinched, Malleus snatched off one of its claws. He crunched through shell and grit, casually eating the meat inside while the aggrieved crab continued to flail. Malleus was about to go after the second claw when a bark alerted him to the presence of another. He licked his lips and straightened, his gaze landing on the small, sand-colored woman almost immediately. He regarded her curiously, openly studying her as she approached. He first look for signs of ill intent and seeing none, allowed himself to relax a bit. He really needed to be going; to eat his meal with haste and continue on his mission, but... The pack was in good hands; what would it hurt to take a few extra minutes to converse with a pretty woman? His expression open and amicable, he said with a chuckle, "Ah, hello! Here I was thinking I could make a fool of myself without any witnesses."