Taira was having a ball making sure Alerin got good and wet, splashing at him every chance she got. Even if she was hating it more than he was. If he thought he had it bad, Taira's tail was exponentially bushier than a cat's and would hold a lot more water. It was also quite likely to be even poufier and more annoying when it dried out.
Kyle was present and blowing everyone out of the water, metaphorically speaking. He sped back and forth with surprising ease, as if he'd been born for this. It was quite likely he might even give Terrence a run for his money if they were to race. Child he may have been, but what could one expect from a child who was born under the element of Water.
Mikora, bless her heart, was doing her best and barely managing to stay afloat with a very sloppy dog-paddle. She quickly would strike Terrence as a nigh-hopeless cause and he would probably have to keep more of an eye on her than on the rest to make sure she didn't manage to drown herself.
Ok, gunshy or not, that view of Terrence couldn't help but bring a small smile to her face. He drove her bats, but he sure was pretty to look at. Especially in his swimwear. That small smile turned into a slightly bigger smirk at the sight of Alerin in the water. If he was anything like any of the other cats she'd met, he was hating this.
She quietly takes up a spot against the wall next to the door and watches and lets her mind wander...