Quinlan rode Synchra along the southern shore, smiling as his wives called to one another across the waves.
"Daddy's gone quiet!" Rosie noticed from her perch on his shoulders.
"Just enjoying the moment."
"Quinnie~ Your empress requests a kiss!"
Kitsara brought her board alongside Synchra, her five white tails fanned out behind her.
The foxy leaned toward him, tilted her board too far, and promptly tumbled off it.
"Kyaa!"
Quinlan raised a screen of foaming water before she surfaced. Kitsara emerged with her ears flat and her hair covering her eyes, reaching for him through the spray.
"You didn't catch me on purpose! How could you???"
"A baseless accusation."
Quinlan crouched carefully on Synchra, keeping one hand around Rosie's ankle as he offered the other to Kitsara.
"Hmph! The jury finds the defendant guilty!" The foxy clasped his hand and rested against his knee while his magic drained the water from her clothes.
