Dragoncrest Cliffs Arapaima

She moved to cover his head with her bright red tail. Swordfish glanced up at it with blinking eyes. The girl seemed to believe that the rain was something to be pleased about. Had she ever laid in the sun? If he had more words, he might have used that argument. Instead, the boy put on a pitiful face and shifted his attention to her eyes. 

It hurts my eyes! 

The boy’s voice was a small whine. He frowned. The rain also made him wet, which was not an enjoyable experience thus far in his life. Swordfish wondered what she would say to that.