Stavanger Bay we are all just stars that have people names

The pearl of a woman was handling the water far better than her inky counterpart would have anticipated. He watched her movements with a curious glint in his gaze, following the churn of her limbs as she moved to place herself beside him. The water carried his pelt so that it touched gently to her own. The salt was sure to have been stinging her eyes, but she squinted at him and he watched her with an odd spark to his dark russet vision. There were no words to be shared underneath the waves… perhaps that was what he enjoyed so much about the depths of the ocean. Even in battle, the water could hush the sharpest of cries.
 
Just then, the silver-ribbed male caught movement from the side of his vision. Turning his skull abruptly in case of predators, he caught sight of a creature he had only been lucky enough to witness once in his life: a massive red jellyfish. It bobbed effortlessly through the depths. Skellige watched the figure, mesmerized by the tangle of limbs that hung below its bulbous body. Without warning, six more appeared from the dark water underneath them.
 
The inky titan looked to the pale woman, wondering what she could be thinking in this moment. It was not often that the creatures of the water were so welcoming to those of the land. His heart beat quickly and he found himself still captivated by the image of the jellyfish that was slowly moving in their direction.