Stavanger Bay Beyond the Water

Velen explains to Howl that the substance causing the water such a peculiar taste was salt. He said it so casually that it conveyed the message that this was typical and that Howl should expect this every time after when he chose to take a swim. Though it was surprising to find this taste in water it did seem familiar. Similar to if he had taken a bite from a fresh kill, but not nearly as harsh.

His companion went on further to dunking his head underwater. Howl would not participate so heavily but he took a few steps forward so he was deep enough to swim, trying his best to keep in muzzle above water to avoid the unacclimated taste of the water.

A warning of the waters hidden intentions also rubbed Howl the wrong way. What was it about the sea that enticed these wolves to it? Besides its beauty, what made it greater than a lake, or other controlled bodies of water?  "It seems rather tricky this sea. I struggle to see it's redeeming qualities. Besides its beauty of course." he said in a polite manner not meaning to be disrespectful. Perhaps there were hidden benefits as well as hidden parrels. 

Howl nodded to his pack mate and followed behind him in their attempt to reach the sandbar. The strokes he took seemed simpler then swimming in a lake. As though each stroke pushed him further along.