Stavanger Bay Code Black

Yeah. Tzila only knew how to play rough. She had some learning to do when it came to being more gentle. Smirking at the surprise on his dark face, she was certain that at least one of her paws would hit its mark and it would be she who was on the run. He seemed to be enjoying himself, using the waves to try and avoid getting tapped. The water lapped up around her ankles and then higher to her thighs, but she found she didn't mind, whilst in pursuit.

With a tumble and a misplaced step or two, the nameless male she was engaged with went flying head first in the water, surfacing quickly. Her eyes went wide. She wasn't expecting that. Bounding forward bravely into the ocean she so disliked, she rushed to check on him. "Oh shit sorry! Was that my fault? You alright?" Oh how she knew that salt water stung in your eyes. Not nice. Keeping her head above the water, her fur remained dry. For the time being.