Stavanger Bay there'd be swimming pools filled by models

A quiet hum of agreement met her enthusiastic nods and Absolute followed her gaze to stare out into the horizon once more. Everything always looked so much more alive after the sun had set and night had claimed all. Whether it was just him and his love for being under the stars, but the arctic boy couldn’t imagine a more beautiful place to live. Even with its strange creatures and turbulent weather.

He had to admit though, he was beginning to miss the trees.

He swivelled his tanned ears to listen as Dalia continued to speak. Six wasn’t a lot, but - oh - saucy? “That’s an interesting name,” he interjected, turning to give her a quizzical tilt of his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “I hope you’re able to claim this land soon - sorry - I must be boring you.” Absolute was quite happy to sit and talk and watch the waves but...he let his head fall to his paws as he began to work at nosing the dry sand from side to side.