Redhawk Caldera The View from Halfway Down

He'd thought her shy, poised, refined. Needless to say, he was delighted that she forgave him instantly for his foolishness, and challenged him with the wave that she sent hurtling toward him as she rose out of the water. He was almost too awe-struck by her beauty to wince at the water that fell toward him. He recovered well, though. 

"Better!" He blurted. 

Given the fact that she wasn't a dainty creature that would get angry with him for his foolishness, he was going to take full advantage of her high-spiritedness and began to spin in circles, like a horse doing a turn on the haunches, sending out water in every direction with each circle he made. He sent waves flying with the blunt shock of his flank against the water. He churned up lake water, and cleverly began to side-step in her direction, a tornado of splashing water that would occasionally reveal his childish grin every time he spun his face toward her.