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Malik turned his head in the direction in which the rippling water sounds echoed and the scent of salt was strong. Then he turned back towards Phib, still standing at Phib's side Malik peered up towards him,
"Would you show me?"
Malik's tail swayed back and forth aimlessly, no doubt showing a sign of renewed happines in the pup's heart and soul. Malik would venture to the ocean side himself, but the terrain might be different, and he would not want to get lost and be separated from his pack, his new pack, he didn't want to lose them.

"The pack..." Malik thought in the back of his mind, his ears twitched side ways as he thought if the rest of the pack would welcome him as easily as Phib had. He secretly hoped that they would accept him as Phib had. Malik could barely stand still, his front legs pawed at teh ground slightly, as if wanting to go somewhere, and fast, but he would wait, and try to be patient, Malik did not want to appear as a nusense to Phib in any way.

Malik folowed Phib as he turned and headed in one direction. His red orbs darted from side to side, as if memorizing where he was. Malik sensed a slight disturbance in Phib, perhaps he had children too? Malik was not quite sure, but would not ask such a silly question, if so, he was sure to meet them later, along with any others in the pack.

Padding next to Phib the smell of salt grew stronger, and the wind picked up rustling the leaves above and beside the pup. A certain familiarness this was to him, just like if he was along with his father, or older packmate. None the less Malik pressed on regardless of teh slight murmuring his stomach released, Malik had hoped Phib hadn't heard it, he didn't want to pester Phib with asking for a meal, he was already accepted into the pack.

Red met blue as Malik's paws stepped down against the sand, his paw sinking a tiny bit, a fairly decent imprint made on the sand, but not as large as the ones Phib had created. The water of the ocean curled and crashed, created foam that seamed to sizzle in the sunlight. It lapped the shore and was truly a new and thirlling sight for Malik, he would have never thought a place like this existed. But Malik wondered, if Phib was out here, where would the rest of the pack be?
"Phib...where does the rest of teh pack dwell?" he asked curiously, watching as a little claw creature that walked sideways skid across the sand.

Malik's eyes were wandering so much that if Phib watched him, he would probably think the pup's mind was somewhere else. Malik's muzzle fell to the ground as he sniffed it, holding back a sneeze as a few grains of sand entered his nose. The claw creature scurried alongside him, Malik grinned from the corner of his mout and swatted at the crawling creature. The creature flew backwards and landed on its back, its many legs writhing and fidgeting trying to turn itself over. Malik seeemed pleased and his gaze again was upwards looking as Phib.

What was he thinking about? "Did he hear my stomach?" Malik wondered in the far corners of his young mind. Within the depths of his mind shattered images of what teh pack might be like were being pieced together with each new little detail Phib would release to the pup. Malik wondered though, if he was to be part of the pack, what could he do to help? True, Malik was still very young, but he could help with some things, and he wished to do so.

Malik's eyes then fell on the ocean's water, little shadows appeard in some of the shallower parts, "Fish?" Malik thought, it would make sense. A lake would have lots of fish, why not something bigger than a lake? Fishing was perhaps one of Malik's better qualities, much easier then trying to track a snow white hare that blended in with the landscape. Though Malik was decet at fishing, he wasn't the best. His father had just began to teach him a little over a week ago, though Malik's skills were improving.

None the less as Malik's mind raced with questions that desired to be answered he stayed silent and followed Phib, padding along the sun coated shore side by side, his tail swaying happily.

"I think so..." Malik replied calmy, stepping up next to Phib, his paws now touching the cool water as it lapped the shore. The wind whistled through the trees by the sandy shore as fire eyes watched teh waves rise,curl, and fall. With each new wave he could see the image of fish, larger fish than the ones who dwelled closer to the shore.
"I mean...before, I had to fish for my mother in lakes and streams...she was constantly weak after my birth, and she could not hunt for herself. My father told me one of my duties was to take care of fishing for her." Malik said absent mindedly, a slight ache in his heart pained him for a mere moment mentioning his mother and father. Perhaps Malik's past would make him stronger in the future.

Malik then turned his head and looked up at Phib, he seemed...less calm around the ocean, perhas he didn't like the water very much? Malik tilted his head and watched Phib, maybe the alpha only had to fish once in a while. Maybe someone in the pack preferred fish and they were unable to get it on their own.

Malik took a small jump foreward, so now his fore arms were dipping into the water now, though he admitted secretly, the current was much stronger than teh streams and lakes he had been in before. It was almost like a river's current, strong and constant...well, almost constant. Malik turned his muzzle to peer back at Phib over his shoulder, seeming to await a command Phib might have for him.

Malik watched as Phib stepped into teh waves, he did not seem very comfortable with it, but he seemed to be at peace with the waves enough to step in and watch the shadows to pick out a fish for prey. Malik nodded in the sesne of answering the question if Phib would get him a fish, true, the pup was starving on the inside, but refused to show any signs of weakness no matter how big or small on the outside. He would rather go hungry then physically show starvation to any on-lookers no matter if friend or foe. Perhaps this was a noble quality of the pup...or a stupid one.

Malik couldn't go far into the waves, for his frame was pushed back with teh continuoun flow of the small walls of water beating at him. Water was good, but not all that great when soaked, it weighed Malik down and gave him an odd feeling he wasn't accustomed with, escpecially this salty water when sprayed into his face made his eyes sting a bit.

Malik stayed in the depths of the water as best he could and watched Phib, seeming to be fixated on his movements, as if learning through anothers actions. Which Malik would hope would prove to be useful in the future. His tail swayed back and forth calmly watching the alpha, waiting, Malik seemed to always be waiting for something when he stood alone.

Malik watched Phib in teh water as it lapped up against his body, Malik had to constantly paw at teh wet sand beneath the water to keep his footing, last thing he needed was to be swept out into the water. He watched as Phib stood without fault, teh fish begining to swim around him, but he didn't move. Why didn't he grasp one with his jaw? Malik was impatient at times, but watched as Phib's movement made it easy for him to grasp a rather large fish, larger than any Malik had ever seen.

Malik bounded forward in a few leaps to try to step out from teh water, teh sand between his toes and how it coated his paws was a bit irritating. He followed Phib out, but just as he stepped onto dry land Malik watched with red orbs as Phib dropped the fish and went back into the ocean, perhaps he was hungry to? Or he was getting another fish for anther wolf in the pack? The reason of Phib going back into teh water which he obviously did not have a liking for was a mystery to the pup at the moment.

Malik sat down on the hot sand as the sun beat down on the earth beneath it, he watched Phib go back into the water. But Malik's eyes were now at teh fish that was gasping for air. It began to wriggle, as if trying desperately to return to the ocean. But Malik couldn't let that happen, not after how Phib went into teh strong water current to catch it.

Malik stood and stepped in front of the fish, crouching down growling at it a bit, his tail swaying in the breeze that carried the smell of salt. Malik wouldn't let Phib's catch get away.

Malik peered over his shoulder, seeing Phib eye him for a moment, then he was back to fishing. But this fish on teh sand wouldn't stay still, no matter how much Malik growled and warned it to stay still. Malik watched it as it wriggled, teh moments starting to slowly fade, surely the fish would go bad if left in this sun too long. Malik sat and looked at it, tilting his head, sniffing it for a moment, it smelled differently then the fish he had tasted before...it shouldn't be too different right?

Malik lowered his head and chomped into the fish, it was a bit too large for his mouth, but it stopped wriggling. His nose scrunched up as the taste of salt entered his mouth, he dropped the fish on the sand, it was different...just a tiny bit. malik tried again, this time ripping off some of the fish's meat and chewed it. It was tougher than the lake fish, but still, it was food. He swallowed the meat and his ears perked up, not bad at all. Malik began to rip off shreds of the meat as he watched Phib in the water, perhaps Malik could try to catch fish in the shallower water. It couldn't hurt to try would it? But first, he would need to eat...then perhaps venture into the waves to help Phib if he wished for it.