It did not take long for Théadan to decide to follow after her. Fingertips trailing in the swirling surf around her legs, Navia watched as he rid himself of his clothing and came sprinting after her. She always enjoyed it when there was some reason for Théadan to show off the athletic grace he possessed from years of training. It made his movements fluid, concerted, purposeful. They seemed a bit hasty, but she supposed that was out of discomfort for the hot sand beneath his feet. He was also kicking sand up behind him, hinting at how swiftly his feet were lifting after touching down, and by the time he was reaching the wet sand, Navia was grinning broadly at the sight of him. He reached the water faster than she probably had, but she hadn’t been in near as much of a hurry.<br/><br/>Big splashes of water came with Théadan entering the water, some of them hitting her. With a laugh, she raised her arms to block it from hitting her face, then lowered them so she could see what he thought of the water. Much to her pleasure, Théadan thought the water was nice and even went so far as to sit down in the gentle ocean waves. He was tall enough that the water did not go much further than the base of his neck and given their height difference, she knew it would not be the same for her. She was happy to watch him enjoy the new sensation of playing in the ocean surf though, her near-black eyes following his movements as his foot rose up to and he relaxed. Théadan appeared content and relaxed, but Navia had not led him out into the water to be lazy.<br/><br/>“You do appear quite content with yourself,” Navia replied with a chuckle, her gaze leaving his to look down into the water. It was clear and calm despite the gentle waves that came up to kiss the shore, allowing her to see down to her feet easily, where more sand laid along with the occasional shell. “Sometimes, if you stay still and watch closely, you can see schools of little fish swimming by,” Navia explained, “Or a crab or a shell. My brother saw a seastar once when we were at the beach in Mandira, but by the time he called me over to see, it had buried itself down into the sand and we couldn’t find it.”<br/><br/>Shrugging, Navia returned her attention to Théadan so she could take in how he looked sitting there in the water, the gentle waves rhythmically pushing up against his chest and arms before receding to repeat the process. “You do look quite content there,” Navia pointed out thoughtfully, dragging her fingertips through the water as a slow, devilish smirk began to dominate her features, “And here I was under the impression kittens hated the water.” They weren’t supposed to sit and relax like he was after all, not so soon after reaching the beach. Navia wanted to play in the water, not look into it, and the fastest way to get what she wanted was to lure Théadan into one of their childish games. Before he could answer her, making sure to give him even more of reason to join in, Navia bent and with both hands began to splash him as much as she could. It was relatively easy given the way he sat in the water, but she also knew calling him a kitten<i>and </i>splashing him was going to be reason enough for him to figure out some way to get back at her big.<br/><br/>With that knowledge in mind, before he could get up and get close enough to take hold of her or splash her back, Navia spun to flee, escaping further into the sea with laughter filling the breezy sea air and the water rioted around her in her haste. She was soon waist-deep in it and only then did she take enough pause to glance back and see if Théadan chasing after her.