In his arms
Zade lay there for hours, contemplating the mysteries of the universe, until a bizarre gust of wind came out of nowhere, turning the warm water instantly cool, and Zade realized how long he must have been lying there; his Beta and Gamma would be getting worried over the Alphaś absence and there always seemed to be mountains of paperwork crowding his desk, no matter how many hours Zade spent trying to whittle down the pile.
Taking a deep breath into his lungs, Zade dove down searching for the entrance that would carry him back up to the surface.
Tawhirimatea was a cheeky God, most of the time and when he gazed into the water, spying on his charge, he couldn't resist a little hurry up. Sending