These waters are treacherous for you. You're a native being of these seas, as much as any other, but it's often that you feel as if you don't belong here. There's little in these hostile waters that isn't a danger to your species. You yourself have been lucky enough to survive this long, but the same cannot be said of your kin, your sisters, mothers, aunts, friends and schoolmates - you have seen them one by one disappear into the gullets of hungry sea beasts; sharks, whales, eels, crabs, octopi. A clan of thousands reduced to a handful over the course of your own lifetime. You had always believed you would survive at least to the next breeding season, as would your sisters--but they are all gone, and your odds are looking slimmer by the hour...
As you search for your day's meager meal, your eyes scan the water on all sides, keeping watch for predators hungry to make a meal of YOU--knowing that if one were to chance upon you, you'd be doomed no matter what you did.
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