Stavanger Bay Temptress in the making

She set off again as soon as she saw him leap forward. Peals of laughter escaped her maw as she dug each set of nails into the sand for good grip when she pushed off, running at a good pace for a short while before she slowed down enough and then feigned a trip,stumbling and rolling onto her back in the sand just as he came upon her. She panted softly and squirmed in the wet sand, playfully aiming a few kicks at his chest. Her eyes narrowed playfully and she gave a low growl, the tone teasing and joking. She was a sea wench now and this information was her treasure, she'd protect it till she was forced to submit. All in good fun of course, it was something she'd Ultimately admit anyway but this game was so much more fun.