Wet curls broke the water's surface and Delyse breathed in the fresh air, treading water. She had felt the vibrations of a nearby boat in the water, and was curious as to what type of boat it was. Maybe it was one of the Society boats. That would be nice. She was hoping to see them again.
It seemed she had surfaced in the wrong spot, though, so she dove back underwater, kicking with her tail to swim swiftly towards the boat in the distance.