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Windsong
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He gave a swift nod as he got her answer as he darted for the surface, showing a surprising jolt of speed with his undulating tail, his arms held to his side, they didn't seem to aid him at all in locomotion while his tail handled all power, steering, and much of his strength apparently, though his humanoid torso was still plenty strong. Once again he paused at the surface, looking for anything over the waves, seeing nothing he made it into the shallows where the slow shift back took place.
To say it was uncomfortable was an understatement, water dripped from him and the first few gasps for air made him cough and sputter with sea water still in his lungs that served no function other than buoyancy beneath the water. Naked, on his knees, and spitting up sea water on the beach he looked like a ship wrecked sailor to anyone who could see, but the solitude of the cove made sure no one did as he stumbled ahead, eyes blinking again as his now human feet crunched over the hot black sand, far warmer than the water had been too.
His clothes came first, belt, vest, and pants being picked up in a quick bundle as well as moving to hers, he was supposed to hide them, but he couldn't help but be a little nosy and she her garments up close, even if for a few seconds.
A quick look took with a foolish grin on his face found a spot for them, one of the few trees nearby had a nook that he quickly stuffed their things into, the sack of coins felt quite heavy, and he debated on keeping them for an emergency if they had to cross land in their travels. That was foolish, any town with water would buy fish from someone who could catch them as naturally as a cat caught a mouse, so in it all went. Her staff leaned against it, somehow reminding him of a grave marker.
After a few minutes he dove back in the water for relief of the cooler waves, being hit by a rather large one that he saw the sun through, soon dipping past the horizon and casting a shadow inside the hole, leaving it far darker than elsewhere thanks to its depth. Quick to return down to her, smiling as he did. "We can always come back if we need to. This place is familiar, it shouldn't be hard if we get lost."
To say it was uncomfortable was an understatement, water dripped from him and the first few gasps for air made him cough and sputter with sea water still in his lungs that served no function other than buoyancy beneath the water. Naked, on his knees, and spitting up sea water on the beach he looked like a ship wrecked sailor to anyone who could see, but the solitude of the cove made sure no one did as he stumbled ahead, eyes blinking again as his now human feet crunched over the hot black sand, far warmer than the water had been too.
His clothes came first, belt, vest, and pants being picked up in a quick bundle as well as moving to hers, he was supposed to hide them, but he couldn't help but be a little nosy and she her garments up close, even if for a few seconds.
A quick look took with a foolish grin on his face found a spot for them, one of the few trees nearby had a nook that he quickly stuffed their things into, the sack of coins felt quite heavy, and he debated on keeping them for an emergency if they had to cross land in their travels. That was foolish, any town with water would buy fish from someone who could catch them as naturally as a cat caught a mouse, so in it all went. Her staff leaned against it, somehow reminding him of a grave marker.
After a few minutes he dove back in the water for relief of the cooler waves, being hit by a rather large one that he saw the sun through, soon dipping past the horizon and casting a shadow inside the hole, leaving it far darker than elsewhere thanks to its depth. Quick to return down to her, smiling as he did. "We can always come back if we need to. This place is familiar, it shouldn't be hard if we get lost."