His dark eyes continued to rest upon those Wildecows as they moved about the waterhole below. Raven's efforts to correct him upon their name so resulting in that obscure blending of names in a fashion. The young man distinctly pleased with himself over his knowledge of this new word. Tobias, despite the very disdain he so often found in words in general, often seemed distinctly pleased whenever he might discover a new one he liked the sound of. Wildecows, so apparently, just such a word. Raven hand nestled within that thick dark locks of his hair, Tobias so hardly minding that touch in any sense. Raven one of the few he so tolerated and allowed to touch him at all. That soft stroking sensation almost distinctly pleasant and yet it was that query on what he liked about those Wildecows that seemed to prompt some notable measure of consideration within the man. Tobias, in that moment, struggling to align his thoughts before promptly declaring he like the way they moved. Though whether or not such a thing was true or that predatory part of him merely found a fascination in a prey species remained to be seen. That line between leopard and man, on occasion, dramatically thin. That sudden stuttering from his mate readily saw the man glance backward, his features frowning in a clear confusion at her words. Raven, after all, so rarely stammered in such a fashion. The woman inquiring as to whether or not he liked the way she moved. Those efforts at flirtation upon her part so prompting a further consideration in the boy, Tobias, as he so often did, considering those words with a decided seriousness before his head nodded.

"Yes. Birdie....moves.....very nice."

That ready grin found his features then, his attention returned to those giraffe that had just now began to make their way to the water, the smallest amongst them bending down near comically in its efforts to drink. Tobias' thoughts readily seeming to shift and change in that moment that followed. That sudden altercation of thought near invisible. At least until his gaze returned abruptly to his new wife. That golden hue readily having chased away the dark that so otherwise tended to permeate his eyes. His words equally free of that stutter and near garbled sound. That baritone easily finding him then as he answered that question- before seeming to realise, for the first time, that he was sitting upon the floor. Though how and why he had come to be in that very position he hardly knew. Had he taken a new dislike to chairs? That very query left his own lips then. Raven bent down to place tht soft kiss on his cheek, that very gesture prompting a simper to his lips before Tobias made every effort to stand, his hands brushing agianst his limbs in an effort to brush the dust from them before moving to wander behind his wife's chair . His own head shook lightly as if to dismiss those very concerned over chairs and what on earth his other halfs issue might at all be with sitting within them. Frankly, he suspected the Other merely enjoyed sitting upon the ground simply because he could. Tobias, for now, unwilling to indulge that curiosity any longer.

His arms slid smoothly down Ravens figure, only to wrap about her in that clearly affectionate gesture. His lips easily found her shoulder then, sweeping along that soft skin as her head tilted smoothly to the side to allow him to continue that teasing trail up her neck. Raven jolting in surprise at that touch only to tease that her robe would come loose entirely if he wasn't careful. That very gesture prompted that soft snort of amusement from within him then. Tobias making every effort to lean but slightly forward and peer down her robe entirely to glimpse that flesh beneath. A soft chuckle rising within his throat.

"You say it like its a bad thing."

Her robe coming loose, he was assured, was by no means a bad thing. His lips pressed a final time to her cheek, Tobias shifting then to wander toward that balcony railing, the young man vaulting himself upward to seat himself precariously upon that railings edge. That feline balance so limiting any chance he might fall as he took up that decidedly casual position. Tobias largely oblivious to any notion Raven may not take delight in him being balanced so precariously as he was. The young man thoroughly enjoying the feeling of that sun upon his bare, toned chest and back. His wife's ready incidence however that surely he should get to pick what they did was met with that soft sigh, his head shaking lightly even despite the simper upon his features that so gave way to that good-natured gesture.

"What am I going to do with you?"

That golden gaze shifted readily to her own then, that warm simper hardly fading. That affection in his gaze entirely clear. How entirely selfless Raven was, even when he was so attempting to be the same for her!

"If I pick the first activity then you have to pick the second. This, I think, is called compromise. I'd like to go four wheel driving. Now, what do you want to do after that?"