SilverWings swam back up towards the surface, towards the light of the sun. Before she reached it though, a hand grasped her ankle and pulled her back down.
Silver kicked out, and the hand let go. In a moment, another grip settled on her hips, this one lighter and plus gentle. Silver whirled around, only to have soft lips meet her own. The hands on her waist moved up her back and pulled her closer.
South pulled back a moment later. A stream of bubbles escaped his lips as he met Silver's startled eyes.
South released his grip and kicked himself upwards to the air above. He was still laughing when Silver breached the water.
"Tyler!" she exclaimed. "What was that?!"
"That was me s’embrasser you, love," he replied.
Silver stuck out her lower lip. South's grin only widened.
"You're so cut when toi pout," he said, swimming closer to her so they were only an inn apart.
Silver looked up at him. She bit her lip as she stifled a giggle.
"What?" he asked.
"You have sea-weed in your hair," she said. She reached up, and South ducked his head. Silver pulled a green length of kelp from his dark hair.
Sudden yelling caused both of them to turn towards the beach. Several of their teammates sat on the sand, watching the sunset. A hand full of them, including Skylar and Harley, we're chanting a single word: Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
South laughed. He was caught off guard as Silver suddenly kissed him.
The crowd on the plage cheered. Silver pulled back, laughing as South looked back at her with an exasperated look.
"What was that?" he said.
"That was me s’embrasser you, love," she said, stretching on impression of his Australian accent.
South grinned and leans toward her.
"Nuh-uh, sea-weed hair," Silver said. She tossed the kelp at him and took off towards shore.
South clenched back, but caught the slimy strand and toasted it with a small flame. He rolled his eyes and colombe under water, swimming quickly after his fleeing girlfriend. The cheering and laughter of the team muffled par the waves.
Silver kicked out, and the hand let go. In a moment, another grip settled on her hips, this one lighter and plus gentle. Silver whirled around, only to have soft lips meet her own. The hands on her waist moved up her back and pulled her closer.
South pulled back a moment later. A stream of bubbles escaped his lips as he met Silver's startled eyes.
South released his grip and kicked himself upwards to the air above. He was still laughing when Silver breached the water.
"Tyler!" she exclaimed. "What was that?!"
"That was me s’embrasser you, love," he replied.
Silver stuck out her lower lip. South's grin only widened.
"You're so cut when toi pout," he said, swimming closer to her so they were only an inn apart.
Silver looked up at him. She bit her lip as she stifled a giggle.
"What?" he asked.
"You have sea-weed in your hair," she said. She reached up, and South ducked his head. Silver pulled a green length of kelp from his dark hair.
Sudden yelling caused both of them to turn towards the beach. Several of their teammates sat on the sand, watching the sunset. A hand full of them, including Skylar and Harley, we're chanting a single word: Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
South laughed. He was caught off guard as Silver suddenly kissed him.
The crowd on the plage cheered. Silver pulled back, laughing as South looked back at her with an exasperated look.
"What was that?" he said.
"That was me s’embrasser you, love," she said, stretching on impression of his Australian accent.
South grinned and leans toward her.
"Nuh-uh, sea-weed hair," Silver said. She tossed the kelp at him and took off towards shore.
South clenched back, but caught the slimy strand and toasted it with a small flame. He rolled his eyes and colombe under water, swimming quickly after his fleeing girlfriend. The cheering and laughter of the team muffled par the waves.
This charrie goes par the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, ou his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization par tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing plus Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to écriture them, so, patience.
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