"Nah. it’s easier to keep on, anyways." he smiled, slipping underwater for a moment to get his hair wet. Running his fingers through it so it was slicked back, Alphonse laughed a little. "Damn is this water cold."
“A little. Cal grinned, her teeth chattering slightly as she ducked low in the water, her hair darker than before with dampness. “You get used to it. I prefer swimming when no one else is polluting the beach.” She jumped up, catching a breath before diving under the dark waves and resurfacing just in front of him playfully.
Al hesitated, then pulled off his hoodie and emptied his own pockets. Underneath his hoodie was a black Underarmor shirt, with long sleeves. He absolutely didn’t feel comfortable taking it off, and followed her into the water with it still covering most of his upper body.
Cal gave him a doubtful look when she saw the shirt. “Doesn’t that get heavy?” She asked, trotting barefoot into the water in her jeans and tank top. Without hesitation, she dove beneath the water, swimming out until the water covered most of her body as well, not feeling all that comfortable in only a tank top.
"Well enough to not drown, I suppose. Nothing special or proper, though." Al shrugged, hands in his hoodie pockets.
“Let’s go then.” She urged, shedding her t-shirt for the lace-trimmed tank top beneath and emptying her pockets, tossing the collection into the beach. It was still rather warm out, the summer hadn’t gone with the coming of school quite yet.
"Okay…" Al shrugged a little. "I don’t know anything about mates or how it works, so…"
“That makes two of us.” She laughed slightly, stepping into the pavement that ran alongside the trees to the abandoned beach. “Do you swim?”
Alphonse frowned at this description. “So…do you not want to be his mate?”
“It’s not that.” She refuted, “It doesn’t matter, is all… It’s how things are meant to be, I was bound to give in sooner or later. It’s not always something you can help.” She began picking at her thumbnail. “But I do love him… He’s a wonderful boy…”
"Maybe it’s a side effect of the dwindling number of packs. Or our inability to tolerate one another." He said this carefully, hoping to not irritate her. His ideas walked the thin line between loyalty and instinct.
“Maybe.” She gave a small laugh, then a shrug. “I don’t know… He just always knew from the start. I tried to fight it for a long time but what could I do?” She tossed her hands up slightly in a questioning manner. “I guess you at least have a choice, then.”
"A mate? Lord no." Alphonse gave her a weird look, wondering why /that/ was the question she asked. "I’ve never known any wolf girls near my age, and all the girls I do know are like my little sisters. And you?"
She glanced down shyly when he turned a strange gaze at her. “Oh, yes…” She answered, giving an obligatory fond smile. “It’s customary… Alpha female and Alpha male, y’know… I think he knew from the start.” She licked her lips. “There’s not many mate pairings nowadays… But they’re important I guess, for the future generations and all. I guess Lou and I are just one of the… The few.”
"Hey, I’m legal to drink." he laughed. "Y’know….we don’t actually know too much each other. Maybe we should fix that?"
“No kidding?” She rose an eyebrow at him, only glancing out of the corner of her eye. She had to admit she hadn’t really noticed his features enough to guess his age, for obvious reasons. She shrugged at his suggestion. “Maybe it’s best we don’t…” She argued, but nevertheless complied. “Do you have a mate?”