Greatwater Lake drive it like you stole it

Something about the fact that Ariston was goofy and light-hearted warmed Rainier to the idea of throwing his loyalties in with Koontz and the Dragonwatchers. He'd grown up under his father's own benevolent leadership and found the demanding nature of Carolina's father too close to abuse for his tastes. Rainier waved his tail to show his agreement of Koontz own confidence; two level heads were better than one bad-tempered leader any day.

He cocked his head and followed her gaze to the lake; his previous swim was almost forgotten with Koontz unexpected arrival. "Oh! The lake, uh, is cold? I mean, cold in a good way. Refreshing." Rainier was, sadly, not blessed with his mother's gilded tongue. "You, uh, thinking of swimming?" He queried haltingly, expression screwed up into a uncertain smile. "I thought you hated water."