Charley blinks when she hears her name, twisting around to try and find the source. There's a great disturbance of bubbles and spume some way out into the fjord, and a moment later, a head emerges, all its usually exuberant hair plastered down over a grinning face. Charley grins back, and launches herself off her perch, swooping around in a tight circle before coming to land on the shore.
'You're a hippocampus!' She says by way of greeting. Now that the water's calmed somewhat from his previous wild splashing, she can just see the front two horse-legs and the steadily beating tail behind them.
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'You're a hippocampus!' She says by way of greeting. Now that the water's calmed somewhat from his previous wild splashing, she can just see the front two horse-legs and the steadily beating tail behind them.