He wasn't sure exactly where he was, but it was warm and quiet and he was just fine with that. Floating lazily just a ways off-shore, Kanoa was content with watching the birds of whatever beach he was looking at fly around and go about their business. With his head drooped as much as possible while keeping his nostrils above the calm, rocking waves, he was comfortable. Comfortable enough, at least, for one coping with the trauma of being "found" by a random merchant ship a few days earlier; though nobody had actually seen him, he'd dove and disappeared in the depths of the sea for a couple of days simply because the sails were too big and it made him feel threatened. He was squirrel-y, for sure.
But he was happier now! There were no big, scary ships around, things were quiet enough for him, and it was nice and sunny! It was like his own little paradise! Exhaling loudly, causing a spray of water to shoot seemingly out of nowhere, he began to wade his way horizontally along the shore in hopes of finding some sort of nice, homey little cave he could nap in.
The silver and blue coloring of his scales hid him well from "predators", or at least Kanoa was convinced they did, so he felt protected as he navigated the alien waters of this little bay even though most of his body was submerged. Everything was going well until one of those darned birds decided to venture over and dared to land on his snout. He wasn't very happy about that at all, and his mood completely flipped from happy to enraged in a matter of seconds. Roaring, though it certainly wasn't the most intimidating of roars, he raised his out of the water, snapped his head back, and flung the poor bird into the air before quickly diving. The only problem: he wasn't in very deep water.
He bumped his snout into the sandy bottom first and he growled in frustration before, reluctantly, letting himself float to the surface again. Just as quickly as he'd snapped he was back to near-normal, slinking along as he soon forgot about that little bird and turned his attention back to the task of finding a shelter of some sort in the "new" area.