singing radiohead at the top of our lungs

He had slivered away from Dione, sneaking out of packlands for the day. He didn't wonder of as frequently as he used to, seeing as it was usually him who had to keep an eye on the kids and make sure they didn't eat eachother. Though, recently Dione had been spending more time with them and Novaro would take advantage of it. The blue man would bathe within the river, hidden by all the plants, which would come in handy for hiding and spying on others. He would stay still for a few moments, letting the water soak around his flesh. The sound of splashing had quickly caught his attention, his crown twisting towards the noise to see what was going on. Typical. Women make so much noise! He saw the frustration grow on her face, until finally she went down and grabbed the silver creature. A smirk would tug on his ebony lips, before putting his entire form underwater. He would be pretty noticeable, but the women seemed rather occupied with her lunch. He would swim towards her until reaching the side, plopping the upper portion of his self on the ground, head resting on paws while his bottom half remains in water. He would wait until she noticed him, hoping to atleast startle her. The sight of him could probably make many giggle, his soaked fur making him look like a big blob.