Dragoncrest Cliffs this guy is a weightlifter, but i can bench an entire continental shelf

A cold rain drove in from the west to batter the coast, but it did nothing to deter Stingray from his morning swim.

The sea waves were a little higher than usual this morning on account of the weather, but Ray cut through them as smoothly as a shark's fin. Despite leaning a little to the portly side, he was a proficient swimmer and an excellent judge of the currents. Once, the undertow threatened to tug him further from shore, but he corrected with ease and guided himself to a calmer spot.

Treading water, Ray scanned the coastline for signs of life. With the rain, he wasn't sure anyone would come down to the beach today, but maybe @Njord would be out patrolling and would come this way? Some one-on-one time with his dad would be pretty baller. He was ecstatic that Njord was home and safe, but like his brother, he remembered his mother's tears and felt a little weird about that whole thing.

She had welcomed Njord back with open arms. Stingray would do the same. Forgiveness was easy, and unlike Fish, he didn't really need time to work through it. Not spending much time with Njord since his return was purely coincidental, the consequence of Ray spreading his wings and exploring the surrounding lands. Their trip to Mereo had planted the seed of curiosity and Mercy's departure had caused it to sprout.

But he was home today, he thought, paddling for shore. He ought to remedy that.