Stavanger Bay Really bad eggs.

He whipped and whirled like a madman, a typhoon in the waters as he stirred them ceaselessly. In his spunk and vivid spiral, her next attack hit, yet came with cost. Her aim was for his flank, but with over anticipation she misjudged her jaws spot of landing. She ended up snapping and holding only his tail, and his livid fury was not too far behind as she was milliseconds late to let go.