Sea Lion Shores 'Cause they know who is righteous, what is bold, so I'm told

Salt water was not very fun, Tuvaq decided firmly as Acheron dragged him up onto the beach. His stomach was full of the stuff and he coughed and heaved on it, spewing up liquid onto the sand for a few moments and blinking salt from his eyes as he tried to regain his bearings. His lungs burned, like he'd breathed in smoke, and he groaned a little, trying to get to his feet so he could shake out his fur. It didn't work - even if he wasn't feeling particularly scared, emotionally, his body still had a fear reaction, trembling legs and shaky breaths. 

Acheron licked his cheek and Tuvaq was snapped back to reality, hazel eyes finding their way up to his friend's blue. He coughed again and winced at the burning sensation. "I... don't... think I can... swim," he rasped out, a sheepish smile forming on his maw.