Stavanger Bay water laps

Pah! said Sobo with an easy grin. I be pullin' it around like it be not'ing! He took her words to heart, though. He hadn't meant to make his family worry and would take extra care to let Chacal know when and where he was going if he planned to be gone longer than a few hours. Loko clearly wasn't a trustworthy option!

Her insight into the cliffs was enlightening. He settled his elbows more firmly in the sand and let his body sink languorously down into it, but kept his head turned attentively to his gilded sibling. She had a point about the boundaries, but Sobo had a response for that as well. We be claimin' de eart'. Dere be ground under de water, too, yeah? So if dey say dey not trespassin', den dey better be swimmin'. An' if dey try to swim all de way past de borders, well, den maybe dey be drownin'!

Whether he would lift a paw to help a wolf drowning just off shore for trying to make such a stupid point remained to be seen. Probably not. He was compassionate enough, but they'd be asking for it then. Chacal posed a question and he shrugged. I like de cliffs but it be nice here too. Not so jagged an' dangerous.