Stavanger Bay Now we are ready to sail for the Horn

These shores had lulled him into staying just a bit longer. The waters soothed him to sleep with their nighttime songs, the tides offered him plenty of pickings to fill his belly, and the open terrain allowed him to see others coming from a distance. Perfect for selectively avoiding the company of strangers when he wanted to, or hunting them down... Like today...

Astute ears picked up the shouts of the unknown female, and for a moment Khan watched from his subtle distance in amusement. Ah yes. Strange women screaming at the ocean's lapping waves - what else did one do on their days off? That alone was enough to bring Khan closer to what he hoped would become an engaging conversation with an enthralling she-wolf. But as he approached casually from behind, she seemed to continue in her efforts to assault the seas... by... shouting some more...

Oh. And jumping into its waves. Ah yes, the obvious solution. A bout of laughter burst forth from the lone male, teeth splitting and his chest all but seizing in a hysterical fit of cackling. He soon leaped after the stranger into the waters, feeling the sticky saltwater cling to his furs as the waves crashed against him. "Damn smelly seas!" If they were venting their utmost concerns, he wanted in on it.

Paws splashed haphazardly, knowing he could stand well enough in the waters but he felt a need to be all dramatic about it. Perhaps it was the company. Copper-orange eyes flashed over to the female, and with his wicked grin wide he'd holler, "These here waters fuck ya over too?" Classic conversation starter - check.

@Norsamu