Greatwater Lake Little deuce coupe

The water was cool and refreshing as it hit Floki's stomach; he hadn't realized just how hot he was until that moment. He was completely immersed in the task and so a sudden and inexplicable splash from nearby nearly made him jump out of his skin. He took several steps backward, hackles standing in a rigid line down his back as his gaze landed on the rippling water, now the only evidence that something had happened in the first place.

Seconds later, a dark head broke the surface. Floki eyed the culprit as she bobbed with the motion of the lake, trying to discern her intent. A quick examination of the shoreline revealed that there was no one else around, meaning that she wasn't being chased; so unless she was particularly ungraceful and had tripped over her own feet and fallen in, she had likely cannonballed on purpose.

He ran his tongue over his nose before calling out, "I give it a 7 out of 10 -- you need a bit more finesse next time."