He leaned on a rock, impatiently waiting for her to return. The pretty girl he met the other night. He'd been waiting for her to return since she left, and his eyes wouldn't leave the beachhouse she returned to last night. Only at the thought of her curious nature, her pretty hair, and her sparkling eyes - that reminded him if the very sea he lived in. Just at the thought of her, a shiver went down his spine, causing his scales to stand up, and his tail to gently swish in the water.