Stavanger Bay stomp on it 'til it breaks

Charon was pleased that his brother followed him as they made to walk on the beach. Since he had already tripped once, Charon didn't bother looking too carefully where he was going; what were the odds of him falling over twice on the same day, right? And anyway, exuding confidence and leadership to make sure Levi knew that everything was going to be just fine was rather hard when you had your gaze on the floor all the time.

Levi seemed utterly confused at everything Charon told him about adventures, even though Charon thought it was all pretty standard material that any pup should know. Charon rolled his eyes and let out a dramatic sigh, as though he was trying super hard, had already explained this a hundred times, and his brother just didn't get it.

When Charon told about bears, trying to be as excited as possible, Levi vehemently shook his head. Charon showed a confused frown at this, because he thought it'd be kind of cool to fight off bears. They were Super Scary Monsters, and if the pair of pups would bite one in the ass, then surely they'd be like Super Heroes in everyone's eyes! "Oh well," muttered Charon with uncontained disappointment, realising they wouldn't go looking for bears today. "We can look for other cool stuff." Charon looked around the bay, surveying everything in sight, and then abruptly started to run off to the shoreline. "C'MON LEVI!" he shouted loudly as he ran to the water.

As the waves rolled in, Charon pawed at the white foam they carried. He rushed up to the waves and then quickly walked backwards — looking funny as he did — before the water could touch his toes.