It's the middle of the night when the golden-furred lion makes his way to the beaches connected to the open ocean. So far, he'd seen all of the territory on the island, apart from the beaches and the tavern and the deeper parts of the jungle. Curiosity got the best of him and he found himself wandering around. Since he and Enkidu joined, Gilgamesh found that he had unique abilities. The ability to control fire and water, to conjure personal items out of thin air and he could hear faraway noises and feel it when someone was close by. Deciding to test out one of his newfound abilities, he carefully stepped out into the ocean, one paw risen. The water in front of him slowly parted, making a sandy path for him. He observed his surroundings and a arrogant smirk formed on his maw. This was truly interesting. He was lucky to receive these unique powers, though he was clueless on how he had gotten them.