Stavanger Bay heyo gimme that highfive

dalia giggled her usual girlish giggle— something she hadn’t done in a while. it was probably just saucy’s presence— despite the fact that her friend was rather tomboyish, she brought out a girlishness in dalia— might’ve been all the gossiping. oh it was almost unbearable, she quipped, but she didn’t mean it... velen had been a quite the opposite. and then! about fishing. dalia’s tail wagged, sweeping against the snowy earth. oh! you missed a wonderful wind storm. the ocean was beautiful— terrifying, but beautiful. the waves were massive... it brought a whole school of fish to the shore, she told her excitedly. 

but then, of course, dalia added, I’ll help teach you— i don’t think the ocean will always be so kind.