(35) Mesto bounded around excitedly. As they entered the upper atmosphere of Qrill their senses came alive with the salty, spicy air that enveloped them. Their vista was dominated by the iridescent blues of the watery surface. 

Vast shoals of colourful fish erupted upon the surface, creating erratic kaleidoscopes resembling a Jackson Pollack painting brought to life. The air was chilled and naturally Bai was worried about her son catching a cold. But he appeared impervious to the climate, she, was not so lucky. 

Her whole body shivered uncontrollably, you would think her years in Canada would have toughened her to the icy wind. But it was not until Neesha arrived at her side and wrapped her furry body around hers did she feel any relief. She was a great comfort to Bai in these difficult times, and Mesto loved her with all of his heart.

"We are coming in for the plunge, you better get the child someplace safe!" Captain Yevoralle was at the helm frantically giving orders. This was the most dangerous part of the journey, the ship was descending rapidly.

"Mesto! Come to mama, let's go to the cabin to have some pudding!" She called to the boy, but as always he refused to give up this excitement too easily. The water was approaching rapidly below, the ship was nose heavy and plunged 5 meters deep into the water with a massive spray which doused the entire deck. It popped back up violently tossing the normally sure footed boy backwards. 

Bai screamed as Mesto was careening towards the aft rail. He hit the barrier hard and flew over the side. A lightning quick tentacle snatched him by the ankle and pulled him back onboard. Holding his catch aloft, dangling . Yevoralle used another tentacle to slap the boy's now bare bottom. "Little pirates should always listen to their mothers!!"