Stavanger Bay Temptress in the making

Engel waited until the know slid out of her, and then he hopped off and laid down onto his side, sighing with relief. He gave a sort of dry laugh in response, he was too exhausted to give a proper laugh anyway. "Perhaps...perhaps that is...why...certainly not strangers...now are we?" He felt his tail wagging behind him, gently thumping against the ground as it did. They certainly weren't, but Engel wasn't feeling as much feelings as he had with Tine. They seemed more...friends.