Koa
There's an art to life's distractions
Now that the initial shock is wearing off, what remains is awe. Blank surprise gives way to enthused curiosity, Koa inching slightly closer to the edge of the pool. "Sea kitty," he decides, leaning forward to peer into the water, precariously balanced as his feet remain a good foot back from the actual edge. He throws a glance back to the stranger, his face contorted in a grin. "I dunno - I think we could have taken it," he counters playfully, with enough cocky confidence that it's hard to tell whether he's joking or not.
"Nah, we're from Stormbreak." Satisfied that the great sea kitty won't reappear, Koa settles back onto his heels and lets his focus shift fully to the underdressed stranger."What about you guys?" Now that he's giving his full attention, the Dragoon can see some telltale tan lines suggesting that, unlike Koa, this young man isn't prone to sunbathing in minimal clothes.
"Nah, we're from Stormbreak." Satisfied that the great sea kitty won't reappear, Koa settles back onto his heels and lets his focus shift fully to the underdressed stranger."What about you guys?" Now that he's giving his full attention, the Dragoon can see some telltale tan lines suggesting that, unlike Koa, this young man isn't prone to sunbathing in minimal clothes.
To somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through
