Stavanger Bay gazing in the rays of the solar

He lived for bets, dares and any other sorts of things like those. They ramped his adrenaline through the roof. Without another word he pushed himself to catch up, she had had a headstart but he intended to catch up with her and win this bet. Running on sand was a lot different than other surfaces but he didn't mind. Just might make him a bit messier was all.

A soft laugh escaped him before he launched himself at the female, in hopes to tackle her down to the sandy shores. Canyon was fully determined to win. Even if that meant possibly missing her and getting a face full of sand.